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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1506 | 2016-09-15 22:33:44 | 116.87 | 95% |
| 438 | 2016-05-06 19:04:58 | 112.77 | 95% |
| 362 | 2016-05-06 16:38:30 | 113.29 | 98% |