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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1859 | 2014-07-24 13:22:52 | 73.09 | 93% |
| 1332 | 2012-11-21 02:30:28 | 72.61 | 91% |
| 1138 | 2012-10-01 22:05:38 | 66.28 | 87% |
| 163 | 2010-03-12 01:42:15 | 39.78 |