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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2106 | 2014-12-29 03:55:01 | 38.50 | 95% |
| 972 | 2014-07-18 13:51:21 | 36.59 | 95% |
| 485 | 2014-06-23 10:45:41 | 30.30 | 94% |