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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 925 | 2014-06-26 01:37:41 | 40.50 | 95% |
| 798 | 2014-03-18 01:28:58 | 61.00 | 98% |
| 231 | 2012-01-26 03:45:11 | 58.17 | 97% |