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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 595 | 2017-11-09 05:42:08 | 67.80 | 96% |
| 35 | 2014-08-30 14:48:14 | 52.09 | 93% |
| 3 | 2014-08-30 07:52:59 | 46.01 | 93% |