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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1078 | 2015-10-20 20:10:58 | 89.30 | 94% |
| 941 | 2015-07-25 06:20:30 | 79.75 | 93% |
| 831 | 2015-04-16 02:02:48 | 79.98 | 92% |
| 323 | 2014-12-02 23:46:33 | 84.65 | 93% |
| 161 | 2014-11-19 01:48:31 | 83.04 | 94% |