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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1310 | 2016-12-24 19:42:42 | 42.25 | 90% |
| 857 | 2016-01-06 08:57:35 | 34.28 | 89% |
| 628 | 2015-12-30 07:47:37 | 37.91 | 88% |
| 482 | 2015-12-27 17:07:14 | 37.98 | 91% |
| 90 | 2015-12-22 19:06:27 | 27.57 | 83% |