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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2040 | 2016-04-29 23:36:54 | 55.07 | 94% |
| 1186 | 2016-03-02 22:39:28 | 58.97 | 97% |
| 495 | 2016-02-26 21:16:42 | 58.49 | 96% |