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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1517 | 2016-11-10 16:25:35 | 115.25 | 96% |
| 1476 | 2016-10-14 07:08:41 | 120.06 | 97% |
| 919 | 2015-09-04 21:06:55 | 108.04 | 97% |
| 519 | 2014-04-07 01:24:22 | 101.55 | 96% |
| 96 | 2012-12-05 20:49:16 | 61.16 | 93% |