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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1355 | 2017-09-12 04:37:49 | 84.88 | 98% |
| 131 | 2016-06-06 17:01:19 | 57.61 | 96% |
| 34 | 2016-05-21 07:12:43 | 56.21 | 94% |
| 26 | 2016-05-21 06:57:30 | 59.46 | 97% |