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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1412 | 2017-10-08 05:12:01 | 45.12 | 95% |
| 1109 | 2017-01-18 05:32:04 | 44.06 | 91% |
| 588 | 2014-12-10 21:38:42 | 43.78 | 91% |
| 577 | 2014-12-10 21:19:24 | 42.56 | 91% |
| 207 | 2014-09-26 22:01:39 | 40.42 | 91% |