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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 622 | 2013-08-01 17:42:10 | 40.04 | 88% |
| 422 | 2013-07-09 08:41:19 | 41.05 | 92% |
| 154 | 2013-06-20 10:23:04 | 42.18 | 93% |