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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 870 | 2017-05-10 08:39:23 | 53.40 | 93% |
| 609 | 2017-01-07 05:04:09 | 50.99 | 93% |
| 384 | 2016-07-24 23:19:30 | 50.70 | 94% |