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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 174 | 2013-11-12 11:22:55 | 82.99 | 92% |
| 84 | 2013-08-26 13:10:17 | 82.89 | 97% |
| 74 | 2013-08-26 10:51:10 | 83.33 | 96% |
| 13 | 2013-08-23 22:56:43 | 72.01 | 96% |