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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 590 | 2012-09-10 11:34:24 | 80.18 | 92% |
| 304 | 2011-06-19 07:26:37 | 68.06 | 92% |
| 70 | 2011-05-28 01:45:06 | 78.49 | 95% |