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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 369 | 2016-11-09 00:06:47 | 54.69 | 83% |
| 362 | 2016-11-08 23:43:52 | 69.11 | 93% |
| 179 | 2016-10-28 23:42:21 | 63.18 | 93% |
| 141 | 2016-10-26 19:03:11 | 60.50 | 95% |