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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1521 | 2014-01-22 23:59:28 | 109.35 | 95% |
| 1364 | 2013-08-12 19:00:46 | 108.20 | 95% |
| 1311 | 2012-03-05 00:25:24 | 119.13 | 96% |
| 346 | 2011-05-08 21:03:29 | 104.58 | 92% |
| 149 | 2010-09-02 04:53:57 | 94.13 |