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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 667 | 2012-11-23 22:45:15 | 127.60 | 99% |
| 61 | 2011-06-22 01:34:04 | 101.73 | 94% |
| 21 | 2011-06-16 05:47:05 | 85.50 | 90% |