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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 874 | 2015-03-20 14:57:01 | 48.00 | 93% |
| 675 | 2015-03-16 06:31:27 | 40.93 | 89% |
| 338 | 2015-02-20 09:38:32 | 39.51 | 94% |
| 104 | 2015-02-17 13:29:07 | 36.44 | 92% |
| 62 | 2015-02-16 14:03:00 | 33.75 | 89% |