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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1908 | 2013-02-04 06:23:26 | 54.12 | 97% |
| 761 | 2012-11-19 11:27:40 | 46.34 | 95% |
| 551 | 2012-11-15 08:26:36 | 50.88 | 95% |
| 57 | 2012-10-08 16:48:57 | 43.35 | 95% |