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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2043 | 2013-10-07 02:56:28 | 74.37 | 95% |
| 2037 | 2013-10-06 15:10:12 | 66.77 | 94% |
| 1697 | 2013-08-23 10:24:53 | 70.83 | 95% |