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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1013 | 2015-10-17 06:36:03 | 77.65 | 93% |
| 893 | 2015-09-20 02:16:49 | 111.90 | 99% |
| 783 | 2015-04-22 03:15:53 | 100.32 | 98% |