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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 749 | 2017-06-02 01:17:37 | 110.79 | 87% |
| 627 | 2015-11-01 23:06:51 | 117.86 | 90% |
| 326 | 2012-10-21 04:11:14 | 127.93 | 99% |