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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 866 | 2016-09-24 21:07:50 | 94.48 | 86% |
| 550 | 2016-09-21 05:20:11 | 108.53 | 88% |
| 198 | 2016-09-19 00:34:28 | 105.22 | 90% |
| 146 | 2016-09-17 17:22:52 | 126.07 | 98% |