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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 945 | 2013-05-12 06:17:37 | 41.49 | 89% |
| 864 | 2013-04-20 15:19:14 | 43.38 | 93% |
| 552 | 2013-03-18 18:28:08 | 41.10 | 95% |
| 246 | 2013-03-02 07:22:54 | 31.91 | 91% |