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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 489 | 2015-06-18 13:43:17 | 56.46 | 94% |
| 298 | 2015-05-17 11:06:50 | 49.47 | 90% |
| 86 | 2014-11-03 12:08:23 | 46.05 | 94% |