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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1708 | 2014-07-23 06:46:16 | 65.48 | 93% |
| 1589 | 2013-08-28 13:11:20 | 76.27 | 97% |
| 1584 | 2013-08-28 13:05:20 | 75.06 | 97% |
| 660 | 2013-07-24 19:34:36 | 64.25 | 97% |