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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1210 | 2014-02-17 22:13:53 | 90.04 | 93% |
| 1090 | 2014-02-03 18:32:10 | 91.25 | 95% |
| 766 | 2014-01-13 21:36:26 | 89.81 | 95% |
| 697 | 2014-01-10 21:56:16 | 83.75 | 93% |
| 576 | 2014-01-03 19:13:30 | 92.61 | 95% |
| 525 | 2014-01-01 00:30:15 | 93.58 | 94% |