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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 551 | 2013-06-11 09:57:15 | 39.11 | 87% |
| 487 | 2011-06-03 05:51:07 | 35.01 | 88% |
| 467 | 2011-05-30 00:34:56 | 35.64 | 91% |