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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2558 | 2015-03-10 17:48:00 | 85.89 | 98% |
| 1333 | 2012-07-02 14:27:13 | 88.41 | 95% |
| 396 | 2010-08-30 06:48:01 | 61.07 |