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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 769 | 2017-03-19 02:38:56 | 52.21 | 94% |
| 345 | 2014-11-26 14:58:49 | 50.14 | 95% |
| 201 | 2014-11-17 09:14:41 | 44.56 | 95% |
| 177 | 2014-11-17 05:12:48 | 44.97 | 93% |
| 91 | 2014-11-14 12:50:59 | 37.53 | 86% |