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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1152 | 2015-08-09 00:19:29 | 111.31 | 95% |
| 1052 | 2015-02-07 11:32:30 | 116.76 | 93% |
| 34 | 2010-01-31 23:58:34 | 109.07 |