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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1426 | 2016-11-07 00:19:22 | 121.48 | 93% |
| 1105 | 2016-10-28 05:50:55 | 116.62 | 92% |
| 6 | 2016-09-05 09:32:19 | 107.84 | 96% |