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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 968 | 2014-01-10 05:50:29 | 82.91 | 90% |
| 293 | 2011-03-22 17:16:10 | 73.78 | |
| 140 | 2009-11-08 03:53:49 | 62.07 |