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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1169 | 2015-05-26 22:06:41 | 113.71 | 98% |
| 918 | 2015-05-05 07:55:10 | 97.42 | 95% |
| 741 | 2015-04-23 21:51:09 | 104.99 | 93% |
| 660 | 2015-04-21 19:29:19 | 111.95 | 98% |
| 583 | 2015-04-16 17:54:21 | 113.11 | 97% |
| 509 | 2015-04-14 22:22:09 | 101.63 | 95% |