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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1204 | 2011-11-30 06:32:31 | 126.92 | 99% |
| 1152 | 2011-11-06 06:05:22 | 115.30 | 97% |
| 394 | 2010-12-31 04:35:10 | 99.62 |