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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 768 | 2012-09-19 08:00:47 | 67.45 | 91% |
| 121 | 2011-05-17 20:28:07 | 45.44 | 91% |
| 65 | 2010-12-02 20:50:25 | 53.42 |