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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1178 | 2016-11-07 04:44:36 | 76.24 | 97% |
| 568 | 2013-06-20 05:14:03 | 69.60 | 93% |
| 442 | 2013-06-07 06:39:37 | 54.54 | 84% |