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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1552 | 2012-09-20 01:52:23 | 68.70 | 95% |
| 731 | 2011-10-03 10:09:45 | 69.01 | 97% |
| 667 | 2011-09-25 02:15:44 | 65.85 | 96% |
| 309 | 2011-07-01 09:54:01 | 56.65 | 94% |