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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4106 | 2017-09-23 23:52:05 | 128.39 | 96% |
| 3732 | 2017-09-18 04:38:42 | 134.83 | 98% |
| 506 | 2016-02-03 06:23:25 | 129.48 | 91% |
| 491 | 2015-12-17 21:46:22 | 156.65 | 99% |
| 346 | 2015-03-23 03:52:41 | 122.55 | 90% |