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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 727 | 2014-08-28 08:10:08 | 71.16 | 96% |
| 625 | 2014-08-19 04:03:53 | 64.26 | 92% |
| 361 | 2014-06-22 12:18:14 | 64.03 | 95% |