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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 451 | 2015-03-04 11:34:17 | 75.56 | 97% |
| 371 | 2013-02-26 15:01:26 | 67.50 | 97% |
| 326 | 2013-02-15 07:47:49 | 60.93 | 96% |