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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1011 | 2014-01-02 19:37:15 | 109.74 | 93% |
| 1003 | 2014-01-02 19:31:10 | 113.17 | 97% |
| 616 | 2013-05-20 20:06:46 | 127.38 | 96% |
| 411 | 2013-05-18 03:32:05 | 115.82 | 97% |
| 192 | 2013-05-13 17:57:40 | 105.93 | 94% |