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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2511 | 2017-09-04 21:26:24 | 80.51 | 97% |
| 1122 | 2017-05-02 20:36:52 | 72.01 | 90% |
| 36 | 2016-10-01 07:43:43 | 44.62 | 87% |