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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2799 | 2016-11-26 22:04:40 | 57.53 | 95% |
| 1895 | 2016-11-16 20:46:58 | 51.86 | 97% |
| 1346 | 2016-11-01 21:25:00 | 47.11 | 93% |
| 773 | 2016-10-27 18:51:29 | 42.66 | 92% |
| 241 | 2016-10-17 21:20:49 | 34.91 | 93% |