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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1249 | 2013-11-11 14:01:09 | 82.90 | 96% |
| 295 | 2011-02-04 16:42:16 | 65.74 | |
| 51 | 2010-07-07 14:23:16 | 40.70 |