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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1126 | 2015-10-09 16:36:47 | 61.49 | 93% |
| 765 | 2015-08-02 03:41:51 | 65.75 | 97% |
| 761 | 2015-08-01 11:26:41 | 54.50 | 93% |
| 691 | 2015-07-04 17:07:29 | 60.66 | 94% |
| 277 | 2015-02-17 14:14:53 | 48.59 | 91% |