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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 877 | 2013-06-14 11:37:33 | 105.45 | 96% |
| 661 | 2012-08-29 09:38:04 | 95.13 | 94% |
| 113 | 2012-01-01 13:04:22 | 93.13 | 90% |