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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2499 | 2013-05-22 04:29:09 | 69.13 | 93% |
| 2400 | 2013-05-12 20:22:17 | 74.80 | 95% |
| 2065 | 2013-04-15 07:59:42 | 63.02 | 91% |
| 989 | 2013-02-01 07:31:43 | 65.38 | 94% |
| 322 | 2013-01-04 19:58:50 | 43.17 | 90% |