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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2407 | 2016-06-27 11:01:30 | 77.93 | 93% |
| 1540 | 2016-04-07 05:33:26 | 91.61 | 97% |
| 1079 | 2016-03-17 11:24:41 | 87.93 | 96% |
| 926 | 2016-03-04 08:10:18 | 82.76 | 94% |