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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2864 | 2016-06-27 11:01:39 | 67.01 | 89% |
| 2773 | 2016-05-17 11:42:07 | 57.07 | 85% |
| 1806 | 2016-03-17 11:24:55 | 67.61 | 91% |
| 710 | 2015-12-23 18:01:54 | 63.06 | 91% |
| 367 | 2015-11-24 09:28:01 | 57.96 | 88% |