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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 934 | 2015-04-17 16:32:28 | 65.71 | 97% |
| 504 | 2014-10-06 11:23:41 | 67.86 | 100% |
| 393 | 2014-09-27 11:08:23 | 65.86 | 99% |