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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 738 | 2011-12-27 04:49:49 | 87.12 | 94% |
| 212 | 2009-07-22 16:10:39 | 81.85 | |
| 8 | 2009-07-20 03:31:02 | 80.09 |