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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1049 | 2013-04-08 20:27:16 | 62.44 | 93% |
| 762 | 2012-11-07 19:06:34 | 56.67 | 90% |
| 4 | 2011-10-19 20:04:06 | 43.77 | 93% |