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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 954 | 2011-06-01 08:15:42 | 47.54 | 98% |
| 778 | 2011-01-27 07:40:24 | 37.77 | |
| 614 | 2010-12-28 02:22:36 | 45.94 |