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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 705 | 2014-08-29 21:02:01 | 70.37 | 91% |
| 459 | 2014-08-23 02:45:34 | 66.75 | 90% |
| 350 | 2014-08-18 20:57:35 | 72.28 | 93% |