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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2216 | 2016-10-09 15:59:02 | 59.55 | 88% |
| 2182 | 2016-08-27 16:10:12 | 62.79 | 91% |
| 1448 | 2015-09-24 18:21:55 | 59.23 | 92% |