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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1505 | 2016-01-14 12:18:07 | 125.47 | 95% |
| 680 | 2015-04-21 20:21:20 | 124.64 | 96% |
| 191 | 2015-04-01 15:41:19 | 105.52 | 90% |
| 131 | 2015-03-28 18:40:31 | 120.74 | 94% |