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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1231 | 2017-01-09 06:17:32 | 73.91 | 89% |
| 250 | 2016-09-24 23:36:10 | 65.39 | 88% |
| 38 | 2016-06-17 15:37:00 | 61.39 | 91% |