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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 792 | 2017-01-16 22:45:22 | 75.23 | 92% |
| 447 | 2014-11-10 23:34:52 | 74.35 | 96% |
| 296 | 2014-10-30 21:51:57 | 71.11 | 92% |