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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2113 | 2014-05-06 04:00:14 | 61.87 | 88% |
| 1445 | 2013-05-10 07:49:18 | 67.49 | 93% |
| 739 | 2013-04-04 15:00:38 | 62.14 | 93% |
| 361 | 2013-03-17 05:44:47 | 55.96 | 92% |