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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1605 | 2013-11-06 03:07:15 | 73.05 | 94% |
| 1533 | 2012-05-24 02:24:14 | 70.21 | 94% |
| 1393 | 2012-05-13 02:07:10 | 61.31 | 88% |
| 679 | 2011-01-06 14:51:06 | 59.32 | |
| 151 | 2010-12-08 20:12:52 | 51.89 |