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 |
---|---|---|---|
1462 | 2016-04-03 20:41:26 | 67.75 | 95% |
1220 | 2016-01-25 03:41:02 | 69.66 | 95% |
904 | 2016-01-12 02:25:12 | 69.32 | 97% |
201 | 2015-12-14 15:18:15 | 44.98 | 94% |