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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 832 | 2013-04-13 21:52:09 | 86.14 | 95% |
| 823 | 2013-04-13 20:40:09 | 78.19 | 93% |
| 347 | 2013-03-26 19:10:40 | 67.22 | 91% |
| 17 | 2012-11-17 19:54:40 | 68.41 | 94% |