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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1453 | 2016-01-05 14:11:36 | 70.04 | 94% |
| 1409 | 2016-01-04 17:46:05 | 67.21 | 90% |
| 994 | 2015-11-26 02:59:36 | 66.32 | 93% |
| 894 | 2015-11-23 17:59:00 | 74.87 | 96% |
| 491 | 2015-11-08 04:00:31 | 73.30 | 97% |
| 414 | 2015-11-05 20:10:43 | 64.14 | 95% |