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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 377 | 2012-04-29 21:28:33 | 147.57 | 100% |
| 127 | 2012-04-13 19:48:41 | 105.69 | 94% |
| 9 | 2012-04-12 20:23:21 | 130.88 | 97% |