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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1025 | 2013-09-17 01:12:21 | 83.62 | 97% |
| 877 | 2013-01-03 20:52:47 | 89.33 | 97% |
| 255 | 2012-11-07 21:32:21 | 72.46 | 92% |
| 17 | 2012-10-22 18:03:10 | 78.69 | 99% |