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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 282 | 2016-03-01 21:25:32 | 78.19 | 95% |
| 279 | 2016-03-01 04:24:16 | 76.49 | 96% |
| 64 | 2015-10-31 19:39:07 | 66.21 | 93% |