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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1363 | 2013-03-11 04:36:36 | 74.77 | 92% |
| 1328 | 2013-01-17 05:21:04 | 81.13 | 89% |
| 418 | 2012-10-23 00:58:18 | 77.60 | 90% |