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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1123 | 2014-07-20 21:24:32 | 55.30 | 85% |
| 1085 | 2014-01-27 14:30:50 | 49.55 | 85% |
| 172 | 2013-11-20 13:06:08 | 57.27 | 92% |