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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1721 | 2013-05-02 08:38:31 | 64.74 | 95% |
| 1456 | 2013-01-01 14:16:22 | 62.02 | 92% |
| 1012 | 2012-08-15 17:20:56 | 46.99 | 87% |
| 193 | 2012-07-08 05:15:56 | 29.82 | 83% |