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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2595 | 2016-03-23 13:54:44 | 118.51 | 99% |
| 2519 | 2016-03-15 22:14:33 | 109.83 | 97% |
| 2430 | 2016-03-06 18:23:51 | 115.76 | 98% |
| 2328 | 2016-02-29 21:19:22 | 105.92 | 97% |
| 2222 | 2016-02-25 18:18:24 | 103.90 | 95% |
| 2074 | 2016-02-15 09:20:35 | 101.13 | 95% |