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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1558 | 2013-02-07 20:44:28 | 102.54 | 95% |
| 1183 | 2013-01-27 05:24:14 | 94.98 | 91% |
| 660 | 2013-01-10 13:31:06 | 97.13 | 91% |
| 117 | 2013-01-03 13:25:12 | 98.93 | 93% |