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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 171 | 2017-01-31 00:26:35 | 92.11 | 99% |
| 148 | 2016-11-15 02:44:52 | 83.33 | 97% |
| 44 | 2015-11-01 17:01:04 | 55.07 | 93% |