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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1202 | 2017-01-23 07:30:25 | 63.38 | 92% |
| 976 | 2016-11-03 06:20:38 | 72.17 | 97% |
| 881 | 2016-10-17 06:46:12 | 71.75 | 95% |
| 466 | 2016-07-11 07:40:41 | 61.76 | 92% |