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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1187 | 2015-12-03 19:11:21 | 71.38 | 92% |
| 981 | 2015-08-19 23:45:57 | 86.15 | 96% |
| 702 | 2014-12-11 03:40:02 | 79.61 | 92% |
| 31 | 2012-12-31 22:19:36 | 69.14 | 91% |