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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 567 | 2016-07-13 02:49:56 | 83.49 | 94% |
| 457 | 2016-05-05 20:16:14 | 87.02 | 94% |
| 177 | 2012-05-28 17:00:25 | 67.47 | 89% |