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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3487 | 2016-10-27 01:41:39 | 77.54 | 95% |
| 1953 | 2016-05-14 14:41:39 | 74.94 | 93% |
| 1874 | 2016-05-11 02:02:23 | 77.37 | 94% |
| 1456 | 2016-04-23 02:33:44 | 74.21 | 93% |
| 795 | 2016-04-09 14:39:49 | 75.67 | 96% |
| 676 | 2016-04-08 16:14:29 | 65.87 | 94% |
| 429 | 2016-04-01 14:30:52 | 71.39 | 97% |
| 144 | 2016-03-27 15:34:56 | 65.74 | 97% |