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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 979 | 2014-11-25 03:37:39 | 66.53 | 97% |
| 942 | 2014-11-25 02:50:34 | 66.88 | 98% |
| 298 | 2013-01-05 08:13:05 | 52.09 | 93% |