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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2024 | 2015-03-05 08:12:32 | 77.44 | 96% |
| 1978 | 2015-03-05 06:35:57 | 70.80 | 93% |
| 783 | 2013-09-07 10:13:49 | 58.25 | 96% |