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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 615 | 2015-11-20 20:19:50 | 70.49 | 94% |
| 594 | 2015-11-09 17:34:07 | 67.99 | 92% |
| 36 | 2014-05-18 19:45:02 | 67.56 | 95% |