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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 559 | 2016-07-15 04:33:55 | 85.93 | 97% |
| 529 | 2013-04-28 17:52:10 | 76.93 | 99% |
| 207 | 2012-07-14 15:58:19 | 49.71 | 97% |