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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1545 | 2013-05-31 04:35:13 | 64.29 | 93% |
| 1279 | 2013-03-20 10:41:44 | 57.66 | 92% |
| 680 | 2012-12-28 07:56:02 | 52.59 | 91% |