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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1357 | 2016-09-21 20:31:56 | 104.93 | 96% |
| 1268 | 2016-09-18 18:14:47 | 111.38 | 97% |
| 515 | 2016-08-18 13:05:59 | 99.73 | 96% |