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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1602 | 2016-06-24 18:58:45 | 65.66 | 93% |
| 1472 | 2016-03-10 23:11:05 | 67.44 | 93% |
| 1085 | 2015-09-18 15:43:26 | 50.64 | 84% |
| 605 | 2015-09-04 16:49:41 | 54.00 | 88% |