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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1080 | 2013-06-17 01:37:53 | 62.38 | 95% |
| 927 | 2012-03-17 05:40:20 | 48.39 | 90% |
| 297 | 2011-05-18 03:19:10 | 51.68 | 95% |
| 272 | 2011-05-07 08:31:58 | 49.04 | 96% |