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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1096 | 2014-06-30 10:32:31 | 62.43 | 93% |
| 940 | 2013-08-18 08:23:53 | 66.66 | 96% |
| 34 | 2012-01-17 06:22:28 | 39.63 | 97% |