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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1067 | 2014-05-20 13:10:51 | 51.13 | 81% |
| 462 | 2011-07-25 10:24:53 | 41.74 | 83% |
| 459 | 2011-07-25 10:20:07 | 46.75 | 88% |
| 294 | 2011-07-20 14:25:00 | 41.30 | 84% |