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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1658 | 2018-05-30 20:44:40 | 57.58 | 96% |
| 905 | 2016-04-30 11:21:44 | 59.49 | 98% |
| 819 | 2016-04-27 19:21:15 | 52.03 | 90% |