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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2432 | 2017-07-12 07:48:03 | 63.52 | 99% |
| 2269 | 2017-06-09 11:44:34 | 61.76 | 98% |
| 179 | 2016-08-04 11:44:47 | 54.93 | 91% |