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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 847 | 2015-09-09 03:24:58 | 75.76 | 96% |
| 619 | 2015-04-04 16:53:24 | 69.05 | 92% |
| 610 | 2015-04-03 02:35:55 | 76.50 | 96% |
| 532 | 2015-03-17 00:40:33 | 58.96 | 89% |
| 8 | 2014-11-28 00:08:40 | 55.86 | 94% |