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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 760 | 2013-10-28 18:40:54 | 67.44 | 98% |
| 70 | 2012-07-09 13:40:47 | 43.62 | 93% |
| 21 | 2012-07-07 04:45:55 | 36.23 | 89% |