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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1185 | 2013-09-17 11:01:32 | 52.16 | 93% |
| 1003 | 2013-09-11 08:44:24 | 51.53 | 94% |
| 258 | 2013-07-22 10:21:26 | 43.62 | 95% |