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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 604 | 2015-04-14 11:37:25 | 88.74 | 93% |
| 448 | 2015-04-09 13:45:58 | 88.15 | 95% |
| 333 | 2015-04-06 11:37:56 | 83.66 | 94% |