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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1693 | 2014-10-16 15:15:49 | 81.96 | 97% |
| 946 | 2011-05-15 20:33:28 | 79.17 | 99% |
| 829 | 2011-05-01 08:33:51 | 72.74 | |
| 732 | 2011-04-27 19:12:33 | 74.44 |