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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1090 | 2016-01-25 20:54:12 | 90.32 | 97% |
| 1052 | 2016-01-24 20:39:52 | 81.31 | 96% |
| 772 | 2016-01-18 16:50:36 | 81.92 | 95% |
| 331 | 2015-03-05 19:47:37 | 69.71 | 94% |
| 86 | 2015-02-05 20:15:08 | 53.42 | 89% |