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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1085 | 2014-04-22 15:16:23 | 79.03 | 99% |
| 991 | 2014-04-04 06:33:00 | 65.21 | 97% |
| 840 | 2014-03-24 02:59:16 | 68.23 | 97% |