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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 647 | 2015-10-16 16:45:31 | 55.71 | 86% |
| 532 | 2014-05-04 13:22:52 | 46.27 | 89% |
| 278 | 2012-02-09 01:01:23 | 52.24 | 91% |