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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3274 | 2017-10-04 17:18:49 | 82.07 | 98% |
| 545 | 2014-11-12 19:38:26 | 81.37 | 98% |
| 301 | 2014-05-18 01:53:19 | 85.22 | 99% |