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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 686 | 2016-06-21 05:41:45 | 51.55 | 93% |
| 624 | 2016-03-28 01:37:54 | 45.75 | 92% |
| 434 | 2016-02-02 19:59:42 | 40.39 | 93% |
| 331 | 2016-01-20 07:33:00 | 41.44 | 93% |