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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1447 | 2013-04-10 13:18:14 | 83.30 | 95% |
| 1430 | 2013-04-06 14:07:08 | 68.17 | 91% |
| 1203 | 2013-03-22 21:51:36 | 66.37 | 89% |
| 942 | 2013-02-28 03:37:03 | 57.35 | 89% |