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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1146 | 2016-05-27 19:12:03 | 77.29 | 96% |
| 718 | 2014-12-23 10:24:58 | 64.30 | 90% |
| 524 | 2014-11-18 18:24:47 | 71.04 | 94% |
| 261 | 2014-11-15 10:03:56 | 62.70 | 91% |
| 258 | 2014-11-15 09:59:58 | 61.12 | 92% |