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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2318 | 2018-06-15 20:34:45 | 74.01 | 98% |
| 1967 | 2013-12-08 21:03:56 | 63.91 | 96% |
| 1612 | 2012-07-07 02:13:41 | 73.69 | 97% |
| 984 | 2012-04-12 12:01:56 | 58.70 | 93% |
| 956 | 2012-04-12 00:20:57 | 55.23 | 94% |