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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1602 | 2014-04-08 16:24:46 | 84.69 | 95% |
| 1093 | 2014-03-07 20:32:21 | 86.49 | 95% |
| 474 | 2012-12-31 04:39:49 | 63.41 | 91% |