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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 546 | 2015-04-03 18:53:07 | 67.88 | 88% |
| 405 | 2014-08-11 20:44:37 | 64.47 | 90% |
| 345 | 2014-08-04 11:26:08 | 67.69 | 90% |