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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 181 | 2016-12-23 01:47:47 | 96.52 | 89% |
| 166 | 2016-08-09 07:27:51 | 75.07 | 81% |
| 149 | 2015-05-29 21:48:33 | 95.34 | 89% |