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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3062 | 2017-08-23 20:20:56 | 67.49 | 96% |
| 2760 | 2017-06-29 03:27:18 | 71.55 | 96% |
| 2273 | 2017-06-20 01:59:18 | 67.55 | 96% |
| 2217 | 2017-06-19 00:34:19 | 72.25 | 97% |
| 708 | 2017-04-10 08:25:34 | 49.09 | 85% |