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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1406 | 2015-03-05 12:22:01 | 57.88 | 90% |
| 1236 | 2015-03-02 15:23:14 | 58.36 | 90% |
| 475 | 2014-09-26 22:18:52 | 37.27 | 86% |
| 422 | 2014-09-25 09:08:02 | 38.96 | 90% |