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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 901 | 2013-11-12 03:49:01 | 70.36 | 93% |
| 229 | 2011-08-03 08:34:18 | 69.24 | 94% |
| 178 | 2011-07-01 13:01:23 | 61.47 | 95% |