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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 641 | 2016-07-22 15:39:29 | 87.29 | 96% |
| 300 | 2016-07-09 17:53:19 | 83.63 | 96% |
| 282 | 2016-07-09 17:32:08 | 90.69 | 96% |