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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1782 | 2015-12-03 06:49:07 | 56.20 | 97% |
| 524 | 2015-10-29 07:36:11 | 37.33 | 91% |
| 378 | 2015-10-28 04:12:53 | 34.38 | 90% |