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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 202 | 2011-12-03 21:23:35 | 66.92 | 91% |
| 186 | 2011-08-28 17:01:22 | 59.10 | 91% |
| 29 | 2010-04-12 06:07:51 | 76.91 |