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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1311 | 2015-03-27 21:37:04 | 78.06 | 97% |
| 1019 | 2014-07-08 04:22:23 | 84.44 | 95% |
| 715 | 2014-05-20 07:51:29 | 85.87 | 100% |