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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2840 | 2017-07-11 03:33:23 | 62.86 | 98% |
| 2007 | 2015-05-04 14:44:39 | 89.78 | 92% |
| 1611 | 2015-04-12 22:48:42 | 88.10 | 98% |
| 1425 | 2015-04-05 22:49:04 | 94.81 | 95% |
| 733 | 2015-03-18 00:33:39 | 82.87 | 93% |
| 732 | 2015-03-17 20:17:36 | 89.61 | 98% |
| 187 | 2015-02-10 00:50:57 | 78.11 | 95% |
| 9 | 2015-01-24 16:46:22 | 73.92 | 96% |