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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 664 | 2015-08-09 07:12:24 | 64.67 | 96% |
| 369 | 2015-01-25 19:07:31 | 55.99 | 94% |
| 189 | 2015-01-17 19:23:00 | 55.87 | 95% |
| 30 | 2014-11-17 00:14:20 | 42.51 | 93% |