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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1793 | 2016-09-01 12:11:29 | 44.77 | 90% |
| 1576 | 2016-05-17 05:15:06 | 66.49 | 95% |
| 1399 | 2016-03-30 06:55:17 | 69.88 | 91% |
| 398 | 2015-08-31 17:40:11 | 52.31 | 90% |