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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1053 | 2016-09-14 15:45:44 | 70.20 | 94% |
| 786 | 2016-08-19 15:29:29 | 61.03 | 92% |
| 95 | 2016-07-18 09:49:50 | 55.88 | 91% |