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 | 2013-06-17 23:33:59 | 62.88 | 86% |
| 322 | 2012-09-25 01:38:17 | 52.61 | 84% |
| 36 | 2010-11-16 23:28:23 | 37.29 |