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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1658 | 2016-11-08 18:40:11 | 65.68 | 95% |
| 1293 | 2016-06-06 15:44:56 | 68.99 | 97% |
| 1239 | 2016-06-03 21:06:32 | 65.87 | 95% |
| 1157 | 2016-05-28 15:51:43 | 66.67 | 93% |
| 663 | 2016-05-03 15:17:42 | 61.20 | 90% |
| 108 | 2016-03-29 19:38:11 | 56.98 | 94% |