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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1628 | 2017-09-01 03:30:43 | 54.97 | 96% |
| 1308 | 2017-08-19 04:28:12 | 49.38 | 95% |
| 14 | 2016-11-09 11:28:58 | 32.34 | 92% |