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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1570 | 2015-06-29 19:37:11 | 98.35 | 99% |
| 1179 | 2015-06-24 22:09:51 | 93.01 | 97% |
| 84 | 2015-05-28 13:31:57 | 86.52 | 96% |