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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3688 | 2017-09-07 04:38:39 | 93.35 | 99% |
| 1502 | 2017-01-27 09:34:21 | 85.24 | 97% |
| 885 | 2016-12-20 00:26:12 | 78.26 | 97% |
| 514 | 2016-11-30 09:20:58 | 67.42 | 91% |