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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4331 | 2017-10-17 12:58:13 | 114.13 | 98% |
| 2448 | 2013-12-27 18:04:20 | 124.17 | 98% |
| 1199 | 2013-12-10 01:25:59 | 97.33 | 94% |
| 1058 | 2013-12-07 23:46:03 | 92.70 | 91% |
| 886 | 2013-12-06 19:03:53 | 108.10 | 97% |
| 259 | 2013-12-03 17:03:41 | 89.52 | 91% |
| 86 | 2013-11-27 14:28:05 | 94.85 | 93% |