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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1129 | 2015-07-16 15:52:21 | 51.73 | 96% |
| 1014 | 2015-07-08 19:09:54 | 50.74 | 95% |
| 977 | 2015-07-07 17:34:59 | 55.40 | 98% |
| 602 | 2015-06-16 17:54:40 | 53.21 | 94% |
| 24 | 2015-05-21 13:15:14 | 48.51 | 98% |