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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1706 | 2013-02-19 21:42:46 | 65.18 | 94% |
| 899 | 2012-11-28 16:46:09 | 52.39 | 91% |
| 379 | 2012-11-13 16:43:09 | 57.99 | 95% |
| 165 | 2012-11-06 23:10:32 | 50.72 | 92% |
| 120 | 2012-11-06 16:27:49 | 53.32 | 94% |