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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4164 | 2018-12-17 00:28:05 | 63.61 | 95% |
| 1335 | 2017-06-13 20:19:54 | 49.61 | 95% |