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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 885 | 2013-12-01 17:47:54 | 45.44 | 96% |
| 833 | 2013-11-30 16:20:02 | 42.82 | 95% |
| 426 | 2013-11-14 22:09:47 | 40.54 | 93% |
| 417 | 2013-11-14 21:53:27 | 43.53 | 96% |