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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 398 | 2016-08-08 10:34:40 | 77.22 | 89% |
| 164 | 2016-07-18 16:57:06 | 81.45 | 94% |
| 81 | 2014-10-11 05:03:05 | 72.06 | 92% |