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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2046 | 2015-10-22 19:33:11 | 62.88 | 91% |
| 1964 | 2015-09-13 20:58:09 | 57.10 | 88% |
| 1707 | 2015-04-28 23:07:31 | 66.24 | 93% |
| 1070 | 2014-12-29 21:27:34 | 69.73 | 90% |
| 866 | 2014-11-23 01:54:35 | 70.96 | 91% |
| 7 | 2014-08-09 22:18:13 | 44.47 | 84% |