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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 974 | 2016-07-21 01:29:30 | 68.89 | 93% |
| 294 | 2013-11-25 04:56:24 | 41.11 | 85% |
| 28 | 2013-11-21 03:42:50 | 39.21 | 88% |