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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2169 | 2016-01-21 08:02:07 | 56.95 | 95% |
| 1790 | 2016-01-13 13:14:00 | 52.05 | 88% |
| 845 | 2015-12-01 05:35:26 | 48.98 | 89% |
| 619 | 2015-11-27 03:56:22 | 48.35 | 91% |
| 429 | 2015-10-05 09:10:03 | 47.64 | 91% |