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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1307 | 2017-01-25 04:49:23 | 73.47 | 95% |
| 1220 | 2017-01-18 03:59:20 | 72.01 | 97% |
| 821 | 2016-04-28 18:41:32 | 79.47 | 97% |
| 206 | 2016-02-09 04:19:27 | 64.44 | 96% |