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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 714 | 2014-09-21 14:15:09 | 115.00 | 89% |
| 708 | 2014-09-21 14:07:20 | 107.42 | 88% |
| 261 | 2010-12-27 19:19:55 | 132.00 | |
| 31 | 2010-12-19 20:47:59 | 85.18 |