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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1244 | 2016-11-15 07:54:37 | 78.03 | 96% |
| 866 | 2013-12-29 13:21:52 | 75.81 | 96% |
| 574 | 2013-10-14 09:44:07 | 71.18 | 94% |