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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 547 | 2016-03-05 09:27:07 | 85.75 | 98% |
| 501 | 2016-03-01 21:25:28 | 85.73 | 99% |
| 411 | 2016-02-26 21:15:36 | 87.71 | 99% |
| 23 | 2015-12-05 21:43:53 | 75.09 | 97% |