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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2318 | 2015-08-14 06:04:11 | 64.83 | 97% |
| 2231 | 2015-07-21 05:19:53 | 63.93 | 97% |
| 1436 | 2015-06-03 08:37:59 | 59.65 | 97% |
| 1415 | 2015-06-03 06:32:27 | 60.27 | 96% |
| 541 | 2015-05-17 11:06:43 | 53.76 | 95% |
| 444 | 2015-05-16 07:28:55 | 53.41 | 95% |
| 253 | 2015-05-11 05:03:43 | 49.15 | 98% |