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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3975 | 2020-05-05 04:38:28 | 69.59 | 96% |
| 2692 | 2013-09-07 17:23:34 | 64.95 | 93% |
| 1346 | 2012-07-13 17:59:32 | 54.57 | 90% |
| 1134 | 2012-06-24 17:48:06 | 62.06 | 94% |
| 1080 | 2012-06-18 11:19:40 | 51.30 | 90% |
| 1023 | 2012-06-08 03:00:53 | 63.34 | 93% |
| 768 | 2012-05-10 09:14:03 | 52.14 | 88% |
| 615 | 2012-05-01 15:45:07 | 53.78 | 91% |