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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1169 | 2016-06-01 17:19:55 | 76.18 | 97% |
| 688 | 2015-08-28 13:22:16 | 72.89 | 95% |
| 459 | 2015-08-10 04:50:55 | 64.18 | 94% |
| 314 | 2015-02-25 06:00:34 | 59.32 | 92% |