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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1145 | 2016-05-28 07:12:57 | 59.40 | 94% |
| 789 | 2015-07-11 08:19:25 | 52.64 | 91% |
| 352 | 2015-02-15 04:06:27 | 44.09 | 96% |
| 323 | 2015-02-14 19:41:38 | 39.95 | 87% |
| 106 | 2015-02-12 07:06:04 | 52.75 | 97% |