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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1660 | 2014-04-29 11:00:02 | 43.56 | 92% |
| 1483 | 2014-02-16 09:18:47 | 42.07 | 91% |
| 733 | 2013-11-19 09:28:06 | 35.12 | 90% |
| 348 | 2013-09-24 12:22:21 | 34.91 | 94% |