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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1282 | 2014-09-16 08:05:01 | 34.89 | 94% |
| 1131 | 2014-08-28 04:21:43 | 38.50 | 90% |
| 1071 | 2014-08-21 12:23:36 | 37.73 | 91% |