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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2525 | 2017-01-17 07:34:03 | 96.11 | 98% |
| 2094 | 2017-01-07 04:24:21 | 105.83 | 100% |
| 1539 | 2016-12-13 12:59:25 | 102.51 | 99% |
| 1004 | 2016-06-06 01:07:27 | 101.73 | 100% |
| 874 | 2016-05-29 21:43:28 | 90.44 | 99% |