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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1441 | 2016-03-01 16:44:58 | 106.26 | 97% |
| 631 | 2015-06-22 21:23:47 | 94.75 | 98% |
| 492 | 2015-04-01 21:23:39 | 89.24 | 97% |
| 264 | 2015-03-12 18:48:56 | 90.86 | 96% |