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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1288 | 2013-07-20 05:19:30 | 106.60 | 92% |
| 1034 | 2013-07-13 04:12:33 | 113.11 | 95% |
| 453 | 2013-07-06 07:27:06 | 110.49 | 97% |