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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1798 | 2016-02-17 01:58:38 | 81.58 | 95% |
| 711 | 2015-12-20 04:53:00 | 87.69 | 97% |
| 333 | 2015-12-06 03:25:12 | 73.98 | 95% |