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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1735 | 2017-06-10 09:06:33 | 96.83 | 98% |
| 1090 | 2017-03-09 12:03:41 | 99.02 | 98% |
| 541 | 2017-01-28 18:23:59 | 84.41 | 97% |