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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 588 | 2013-02-24 07:49:36 | 66.98 | 94% |
| 452 | 2013-02-17 14:36:57 | 58.96 | 93% |
| 15 | 2013-01-20 07:10:03 | 62.48 | 98% |