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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1152 | 2016-06-10 15:03:17 | 70.93 | 96% |
| 800 | 2016-05-31 23:11:41 | 52.85 | 86% |
| 714 | 2016-05-17 14:32:43 | 63.98 | 95% |
| 548 | 2016-05-05 18:13:49 | 61.50 | 93% |
| 541 | 2016-05-05 15:17:28 | 61.59 | 96% |
| 235 | 2016-04-09 20:19:44 | 55.03 | 97% |