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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1277 | 2014-11-13 15:24:31 | 76.00 | 96% |
| 1077 | 2014-10-15 21:55:17 | 75.72 | 96% |
| 405 | 2014-03-31 21:33:28 | 56.00 | 92% |
| 60 | 2014-01-09 20:53:46 | 54.22 | 98% |