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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 457 | 2014-10-08 17:25:51 | 137.96 | 95% |
| 441 | 2012-02-27 09:05:05 | 117.29 | 93% |
| 341 | 2011-08-04 21:06:46 | 139.74 | 92% |
| 65 | 2011-02-05 00:35:19 | 117.98 |