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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 972 | 2015-02-20 19:56:40 | 51.59 | 92% |
| 673 | 2014-12-26 20:10:50 | 47.33 | 91% |
| 559 | 2014-12-23 17:24:27 | 49.64 | 91% |