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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 795 | 2015-09-20 16:01:21 | 42.53 | 90% |
| 603 | 2015-08-11 12:23:16 | 41.35 | 91% |
| 422 | 2015-07-25 15:27:26 | 39.05 | 90% |