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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1076 | 2015-04-17 22:17:41 | 78.57 | 95% |
| 133 | 2014-04-14 00:30:50 | 62.11 | 91% |
| 121 | 2014-03-04 05:32:59 | 57.90 | 91% |