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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1013 | 2013-02-13 12:00:42 | 63.15 | 93% |
| 565 | 2013-01-05 07:31:42 | 75.53 | 99% |
| 192 | 2012-12-19 12:11:38 | 58.58 | 92% |