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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4749 | 2016-01-28 17:02:32 | 41.57 | 88% |
| 4305 | 2016-01-15 16:46:08 | 40.98 | 89% |
| 2845 | 2015-11-16 14:37:50 | 41.01 | 90% |
| 2100 | 2015-10-29 17:39:40 | 35.22 | 87% |
| 998 | 2015-10-09 18:48:14 | 32.41 | 88% |