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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1563 | 2011-10-19 12:14:32 | 70.66 | 94% |
| 1345 | 2011-07-12 06:17:42 | 72.54 | 97% |
| 74 | 2009-06-01 14:19:18 | 27.68 |