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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1092 | 2015-09-26 07:24:40 | 57.47 | 99% |
| 554 | 2014-03-26 02:15:55 | 45.23 | 92% |
| 305 | 2014-03-11 13:46:26 | 51.86 | 94% |