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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1319 | 2017-05-06 14:20:48 | 84.30 | 95% |
| 803 | 2014-10-09 06:38:24 | 80.05 | 92% |
| 79 | 2014-07-07 05:01:38 | 57.40 | 86% |