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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2573 | 2017-03-29 15:59:30 | 80.20 | 94% |
| 2201 | 2016-01-14 23:42:00 | 75.42 | 96% |
| 1783 | 2015-11-21 14:42:58 | 79.40 | 97% |
| 1170 | 2015-11-04 03:55:45 | 71.05 | 95% |
| 775 | 2015-10-26 16:43:42 | 70.41 | 94% |