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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 676 | 2013-09-17 15:25:14 | 37.19 | 92% |
| 651 | 2013-09-17 13:51:40 | 35.74 | 89% |
| 250 | 2013-08-29 08:41:53 | 24.70 | 85% |