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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 481 | 2013-07-27 13:02:09 | 66.17 | 96% |
| 410 | 2013-07-19 13:06:06 | 59.53 | 94% |
| 64 | 2013-06-06 01:04:49 | 54.94 | 94% |