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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 995 | 2015-09-25 03:44:53 | 81.28 | 93% |
| 381 | 2011-07-12 14:16:00 | 62.96 | 95% |
| 64 | 2010-04-07 16:39:08 | 42.34 |