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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1154 | 2013-01-14 10:19:58 | 73.84 | 90% |
| 614 | 2012-12-05 15:28:17 | 71.44 | 92% |
| 200 | 2012-08-09 13:57:48 | 65.86 | 91% |