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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2031 | 2015-07-24 05:10:56 | 108.15 | 93% |
| 1981 | 2015-06-24 07:13:28 | 105.36 | 90% |
| 1863 | 2015-02-12 10:03:35 | 113.81 | 93% |
| 1144 | 2014-11-18 06:30:59 | 92.74 | 92% |
| 754 | 2014-10-11 11:53:06 | 82.54 | 87% |
| 690 | 2014-10-09 08:29:07 | 97.19 | 91% |