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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1591 | 2015-03-15 08:45:16 | 54.69 | 91% |
| 1072 | 2015-01-01 08:47:19 | 51.20 | 88% |
| 1068 | 2015-01-01 08:39:38 | 54.69 | 90% |
| 958 | 2014-12-24 18:57:13 | 45.97 | 86% |