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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 773 | 2015-05-18 09:48:01 | 81.22 | 95% |
| 727 | 2014-10-31 09:40:48 | 82.75 | 95% |
| 193 | 2013-11-13 12:35:03 | 85.94 | 98% |