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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2084 | 2016-06-24 15:28:17 | 98.40 | 88% |
| 924 | 2015-12-15 20:28:17 | 82.71 | 84% |
| 644 | 2015-06-23 14:46:16 | 88.60 | 92% |
| 388 | 2015-05-09 14:01:01 | 90.29 | 91% |