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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 768 | 2015-10-24 12:57:15 | 67.01 | 98% |
| 759 | 2015-10-23 21:44:43 | 66.21 | 97% |
| 297 | 2015-09-11 08:00:07 | 65.19 | 98% |