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 |
---|---|---|---|
1669 | 2016-04-25 05:17:59 | 46.07 | 91% |
1652 | 2016-04-21 06:35:24 | 51.60 | 94% |
1162 | 2016-01-26 06:03:43 | 38.69 | 88% |
833 | 2015-12-08 07:35:37 | 44.44 | 92% |
701 | 2015-11-03 07:12:08 | 45.17 | 92% |
327 | 2015-09-07 04:40:08 | 36.94 | 93% |
59 | 2015-08-28 01:40:07 | 34.66 | 90% |