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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1452 | 2013-02-23 00:29:40 | 83.35 | 98% |
| 1253 | 2013-02-08 16:07:52 | 88.09 | 97% |
| 393 | 2012-03-07 20:23:03 | 77.98 | 94% |