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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 854 | 2013-12-26 10:05:32 | 57.23 | 92% |
| 400 | 2013-10-31 07:41:08 | 63.04 | 90% |
| 104 | 2013-10-19 07:30:08 | 58.64 | 89% |
| 73 | 2013-10-18 19:27:53 | 53.51 | 89% |