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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 644 | 2015-06-25 19:13:11 | 100.35 | 94% |
| 583 | 2014-10-28 19:00:20 | 105.95 | 95% |
| 395 | 2014-04-17 14:38:23 | 100.46 | 94% |