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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 545 | 2014-02-05 06:00:46 | 53.95 | 94% |
| 456 | 2014-02-03 10:56:46 | 49.53 | 93% |
| 233 | 2014-02-02 11:24:51 | 55.21 | 96% |