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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3242 | 2015-09-26 23:14:21 | 62.99 | 95% |
| 2954 | 2015-08-04 20:46:45 | 67.92 | 97% |
| 2424 | 2015-06-17 18:22:29 | 59.31 | 96% |
| 1079 | 2015-04-14 19:10:48 | 44.25 | 91% |