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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1128 | 2015-12-10 06:48:36 | 46.05 | 92% |
| 1065 | 2015-12-07 08:42:14 | 41.49 | 88% |
| 925 | 2015-11-28 04:59:14 | 42.18 | 86% |
| 859 | 2015-11-25 04:02:35 | 40.46 | 88% |
| 405 | 2015-11-07 22:12:10 | 32.14 | 79% |
| 340 | 2015-11-06 22:31:55 | 35.91 | 84% |
| 11 | 2015-10-31 14:51:57 | 26.95 | 78% |