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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1325 | 2013-11-18 07:15:25 | 38.86 | 91% |
| 1257 | 2013-11-16 08:42:58 | 38.17 | 93% |
| 475 | 2013-10-18 12:26:03 | 37.32 | 93% |
| 395 | 2013-10-16 09:04:47 | 32.61 | 92% |