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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 906 | 2013-05-30 02:28:52 | 85.85 | 92% |
| 742 | 2012-11-22 19:20:04 | 70.06 | 92% |
| 716 | 2012-09-19 01:28:20 | 28.59 | 95% |
| 419 | 2012-04-23 01:01:29 | 60.54 | 88% |
| 306 | 2012-02-18 22:01:59 | 59.41 | 90% |