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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 706 | 2013-05-07 19:15:37 | 54.28 | 92% |
| 675 | 2013-05-05 14:01:16 | 52.28 | 93% |
| 198 | 2013-04-16 08:17:11 | 51.96 | 95% |
| 83 | 2013-04-13 20:42:59 | 45.74 | 93% |