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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1815 | 2014-07-21 21:34:11 | 120.44 | 97% |
| 819 | 2012-12-11 21:44:02 | 105.57 | 95% |
| 687 | 2012-12-02 17:51:04 | 103.66 | 95% |
| 95 | 2012-11-07 18:09:24 | 99.85 | 95% |