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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1420 | 2011-07-02 18:59:06 | 80.70 | 95% |
| 1016 | 2010-04-20 03:18:01 | 68.10 | |
| 260 | 2009-04-10 15:00:16 | 70.93 | |
| 159 | 2009-01-28 13:54:30 | 77.78 |