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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1684 | 2014-04-07 10:10:49 | 50.80 | 89% |
| 486 | 2013-12-18 10:39:35 | 36.84 | 91% |
| 167 | 2013-11-28 20:38:53 | 27.05 | 87% |