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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 633 | 2013-10-15 22:14:57 | 94.70 | 94% |
| 617 | 2013-10-14 06:46:21 | 102.88 | 97% |
| 396 | 2011-09-11 22:11:22 | 48.75 | 90% |