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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 298 | 2014-06-23 07:11:50 | 82.99 | 94% |
| 191 | 2013-06-02 08:40:17 | 81.97 | 97% |
| 66 | 2010-11-14 15:50:54 | 87.17 |