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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1331 | 2016-04-18 10:46:16 | 75.90 | 92% |
| 1277 | 2016-04-11 09:06:35 | 86.17 | 95% |
| 704 | 2016-02-03 13:56:02 | 83.68 | 95% |
| 462 | 2016-01-28 10:16:29 | 71.89 | 95% |
| 436 | 2016-01-27 13:54:27 | 77.57 | 93% |