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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 392 | 2012-05-23 16:12:45 | 72.71 | 93% |
| 125 | 2011-02-19 12:31:46 | 71.22 | |
| 80 | 2011-02-18 19:35:34 | 62.67 |