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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2994 | 2016-12-31 17:00:29 | 103.83 | 94% |
| 2033 | 2015-03-06 06:54:30 | 81.00 | 90% |
| 1502 | 2015-02-10 04:14:11 | 78.77 | 91% |
| 1148 | 2015-01-17 02:02:14 | 73.35 | 91% |