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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1032 | 2016-12-06 12:39:40 | 128.18 | 98% |
| 959 | 2016-12-04 19:12:18 | 136.65 | 98% |
| 329 | 2016-11-21 00:14:36 | 128.26 | 95% |
| 313 | 2016-11-20 01:59:27 | 107.57 | 94% |
| 156 | 2016-10-16 21:34:28 | 106.11 | 88% |