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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1359 | 2012-05-29 19:52:29 | 83.47 | 94% |
| 466 | 2012-05-19 15:22:00 | 82.27 | 95% |
| 199 | 2012-05-15 19:17:13 | 77.89 | 95% |