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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29 | 2014-07-25 17:51:42 | 57.44 | 91% |
| 28 | 2014-07-25 17:50:17 | 61.29 | 94% |
| 1 | 2014-07-25 16:59:22 | 63.84 | 96% |