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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 478 | 2014-02-27 15:44:42 | 59.37 | 85% |
| 323 | 2014-02-10 15:51:12 | 60.93 | 91% |
| 126 | 2014-01-16 04:47:28 | 48.50 | 85% |