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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 935 | 2017-01-12 08:31:20 | 64.59 | 95% |
| 826 | 2016-11-10 14:32:55 | 53.93 | 93% |
| 548 | 2016-04-19 11:16:08 | 57.51 | 94% |
| 546 | 2016-04-18 08:02:10 | 55.97 | 95% |