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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 472 | 2013-04-13 02:46:16 | 94.20 | 96% |
| 316 | 2013-04-07 03:06:39 | 85.93 | 94% |
| 121 | 2013-04-02 20:08:45 | 78.06 | 91% |