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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1118 | 2012-11-25 16:25:46 | 61.96 | 92% |
| 566 | 2011-11-13 08:57:53 | 56.30 | 87% |
| 427 | 2011-10-30 12:11:44 | 58.25 | 93% |
| 386 | 2011-10-26 08:35:14 | 42.38 | 86% |