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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 592 | 2016-03-16 12:23:24 | 69.84 | 89% |
| 424 | 2016-02-23 09:45:27 | 74.50 | 91% |
| 205 | 2016-02-15 12:14:15 | 67.02 | 91% |