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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 388 | 2014-09-08 19:32:03 | 45.51 | 87% |
| 153 | 2014-08-13 13:29:02 | 36.60 | 90% |
| 120 | 2014-08-13 08:16:02 | 34.59 | 89% |