There is no pain, you are receding. A distant ship smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child, I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again. I can't explain you will not understand. This is not how I am.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3105 | 2015-11-03 03:18:25 | 100.59 | 96% |
| 2170 | 2015-06-14 15:50:22 | 98.03 | 97% |
| 825 | 2015-01-28 02:45:04 | 98.28 | 99% |
| 345 | 2014-12-24 18:48:01 | 86.78 | 95% |