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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1872 | 2016-05-20 01:50:13 | 87.98 | 93% |
| 1366 | 2016-05-13 05:05:58 | 83.41 | 95% |
| 735 | 2016-04-30 04:54:23 | 87.63 | 98% |
| 479 | 2016-04-26 18:24:33 | 84.38 | 95% |