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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 870 | 2015-11-29 09:12:26 | 61.02 | 94% |
| 681 | 2015-11-14 13:48:45 | 59.72 | 96% |
| 28 | 2015-04-15 00:23:03 | 47.30 | 88% |