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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 795 | 2015-11-11 16:23:28 | 73.82 | 97% |
| 559 | 2015-10-10 02:28:22 | 68.17 | 95% |
| 212 | 2015-09-19 17:09:40 | 64.55 | 94% |