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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2061 | 2015-08-07 21:06:51 | 133.92 | 91% |
| 1792 | 2015-07-03 22:50:42 | 134.27 | 94% |
| 1325 | 2015-06-21 17:51:00 | 143.46 | 95% |
| 907 | 2015-06-07 00:49:45 | 118.98 | 91% |
| 859 | 2015-06-06 21:24:19 | 144.26 | 97% |
| 108 | 2015-03-29 07:23:24 | 97.92 | 95% |
| 12 | 2015-03-26 05:50:05 | 95.89 | 88% |