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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1258 | 2016-01-05 21:25:19 | 102.91 | 95% |
| 1219 | 2015-05-28 21:12:43 | 117.36 | 100% |
| 908 | 2015-05-05 20:42:26 | 100.10 | 92% |
| 883 | 2015-05-04 18:16:56 | 113.67 | 96% |
| 202 | 2015-04-23 07:48:41 | 95.59 | 95% |