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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1447 | 2013-06-09 10:35:42 | 38.78 | 97% |
| 436 | 2012-08-15 10:06:11 | 25.59 | 93% |
| 385 | 2012-08-14 04:15:35 | 33.43 | 94% |