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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 97 | 2015-06-21 10:45:19 | 124.85 | 95% |
| 50 | 2015-06-20 08:14:21 | 127.58 | 99% |
| 34 | 2015-06-20 05:59:38 | 128.14 | 98% |