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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1024 | 2016-11-01 11:20:24 | 61.43 | 94% |
| 857 | 2016-07-27 09:19:08 | 58.40 | 94% |
| 60 | 2016-05-19 08:40:01 | 33.75 | 91% |