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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 836 | 2013-05-13 12:25:03 | 73.26 | 90% |
| 537 | 2012-03-27 13:32:53 | 75.76 | 95% |