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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 991 | 2015-04-04 03:36:20 | 123.28 | 94% |
| 797 | 2015-03-02 03:15:41 | 131.48 | 97% |
| 231 | 2014-03-21 03:14:08 | 113.62 | 95% |