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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 742 | 2011-06-23 21:28:07 | 51.22 | 96% |
| 339 | 2011-04-26 20:44:25 | 47.73 | |
| 313 | 2011-04-22 14:12:16 | 53.96 |