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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1459 | 2015-08-26 13:16:47 | 46.94 | 92% |
| 1190 | 2015-08-16 07:42:03 | 46.67 | 92% |
| 789 | 2015-08-07 14:15:57 | 41.04 | 94% |
| 532 | 2015-08-04 11:42:06 | 33.52 | 90% |
| 166 | 2015-07-28 06:45:47 | 25.71 | 89% |