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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 982 | 2016-09-12 11:49:50 | 65.13 | 93% |
| 793 | 2016-08-03 13:17:24 | 74.45 | 95% |
| 499 | 2016-04-26 11:56:31 | 67.46 | 94% |
| 159 | 2015-05-29 12:50:34 | 60.08 | 91% |
| 12 | 2014-01-23 06:02:30 | 43.53 | 88% |