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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 966 | 2016-04-25 19:24:12 | 63.94 | 97% |
| 756 | 2016-04-21 18:53:10 | 64.32 | 96% |
| 323 | 2016-04-14 16:36:48 | 55.69 | 95% |