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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2081 | 2012-06-14 03:12:36 | 56.35 | 94% |
| 1103 | 2011-06-04 16:37:52 | 48.95 | 92% |
| 770 | 2011-04-19 05:11:34 | 46.00 | |
| 703 | 2011-04-16 16:41:55 | 49.49 |