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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 654 | 2016-10-28 01:19:51 | 57.43 | 95% |
| 449 | 2016-10-09 21:34:00 | 66.67 | 94% |
| 109 | 2016-08-09 00:16:36 | 57.39 | 96% |