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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1413 | 2013-03-16 08:53:44 | 70.77 | 96% |
| 967 | 2012-12-28 07:18:45 | 72.09 | 94% |
| 710 | 2012-11-28 23:46:47 | 64.12 | 88% |
| 274 | 2012-10-17 01:06:42 | 49.59 | 82% |