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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 414 | 2016-08-25 14:22:24 | 87.66 | 94% |
| 361 | 2016-08-21 16:21:40 | 87.75 | 94% |
| 331 | 2016-08-21 10:05:08 | 89.52 | 97% |
| 224 | 2016-02-28 12:38:56 | 70.43 | 92% |
| 220 | 2016-02-26 21:38:32 | 74.94 | 92% |
| 178 | 2016-02-23 22:36:44 | 74.92 | 90% |