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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1038 | 2015-10-05 01:59:54 | 82.36 | 95% |
| 936 | 2015-04-12 17:37:44 | 83.91 | 96% |
| 263 | 2012-09-20 16:48:05 | 36.13 | 90% |