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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 905 | 2013-12-02 15:18:04 | 63.84 | 100% |
| 549 | 2013-11-27 13:25:19 | 50.12 | 92% |
| 115 | 2013-11-12 08:29:51 | 37.21 | 92% |