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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 719 | 2016-03-18 22:29:54 | 123.76 | 95% |
| 637 | 2013-05-16 06:26:29 | 111.72 | 92% |
| 440 | 2012-01-09 00:06:23 | 101.16 | 92% |