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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 831 | 2016-06-17 14:16:44 | 49.77 | 96% |
| 790 | 2016-06-15 20:13:06 | 53.49 | 97% |
| 663 | 2016-06-13 18:47:27 | 54.36 | 95% |
| 600 | 2016-06-12 04:53:34 | 55.75 | 97% |
| 231 | 2016-05-24 14:55:39 | 47.16 | 95% |
| 133 | 2016-05-20 19:24:32 | 45.75 | 95% |