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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1414 | 2015-01-29 02:36:27 | 81.63 | 95% |
| 1329 | 2014-02-26 18:10:22 | 88.60 | 92% |