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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 252 | 2014-04-05 06:55:29 | 49.07 | 90% |
| 85 | 2013-04-26 03:17:33 | 39.64 | 91% |
| 59 | 2012-12-27 10:31:24 | 37.84 | 92% |