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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1352 | 2011-05-31 14:22:56 | 70.62 | 97% |
| 1001 | 2010-09-18 16:00:05 | 60.00 | |
| 431 | 2009-04-27 19:28:12 | 53.27 |