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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1659 | 2014-01-21 15:11:29 | 54.40 | 93% |
| 959 | 2012-08-20 15:25:55 | 54.82 | 95% |
| 673 | 2012-08-14 12:34:12 | 51.92 | 95% |