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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3800 | 2017-07-05 01:36:55 | 68.55 | 97% |
| 2836 | 2017-02-15 04:50:05 | 63.58 | 92% |
| 1568 | 2017-01-04 05:43:59 | 60.37 | 94% |
| 32 | 2016-12-17 00:42:45 | 46.56 | 90% |