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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 957 | 2015-08-03 21:13:23 | 41.71 | 90% |
| 462 | 2014-08-27 15:46:30 | 40.52 | 92% |
| 399 | 2013-12-15 21:28:23 | 41.76 | 92% |