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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1498 | 2017-05-23 15:36:47 | 62.19 | 91% |
| 757 | 2016-08-11 13:26:56 | 56.51 | 85% |
| 342 | 2015-11-14 20:59:26 | 38.85 | 85% |
| 181 | 2015-11-07 14:22:13 | 43.57 | 90% |