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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4392 | 2013-04-21 03:39:06 | 29.82 | 94% |
| 4042 | 2012-10-29 05:13:15 | 29.91 | 95% |
| 2273 | 2012-01-31 02:47:47 | 27.00 | 92% |