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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 947 | 2016-06-28 16:40:13 | 49.75 | 90% |
| 455 | 2015-12-26 21:37:55 | 53.39 | 94% |
| 371 | 2015-12-21 15:17:39 | 39.20 | 86% |