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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1367 | 2013-05-21 20:14:36 | 46.29 | 90% |
| 1185 | 2012-09-12 19:40:47 | 53.25 | 93% |
| 810 | 2012-06-16 10:07:59 | 53.00 | 93% |
| 799 | 2012-06-15 19:47:04 | 52.70 | 91% |