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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1388 | 2015-06-23 01:51:03 | 113.31 | 93% |
| 497 | 2011-10-20 08:11:39 | 95.58 | 95% |
| 478 | 2011-10-17 16:02:36 | 86.93 | 94% |