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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1006 | 2016-06-20 16:29:57 | 72.71 | 94% |
| 745 | 2015-10-27 06:19:05 | 68.43 | 93% |
| 272 | 2011-09-01 08:28:29 | 48.40 | 94% |