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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 620 | 2015-04-19 06:33:47 | 88.07 | 91% |
| 320 | 2014-09-25 13:13:17 | 72.56 | 89% |
| 149 | 2014-09-22 10:11:33 | 74.91 | 86% |