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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1264 | 2016-06-10 12:42:06 | 60.48 | 87% |
| 712 | 2015-04-28 20:10:23 | 70.87 | 94% |
| 683 | 2015-04-24 14:59:59 | 69.86 | 95% |
| 460 | 2015-04-17 16:32:32 | 61.36 | 91% |