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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2116 | 2015-01-14 06:58:56 | 63.33 | 97% |
| 1896 | 2014-11-30 21:22:03 | 64.29 | 97% |
| 1801 | 2014-11-25 06:05:47 | 54.70 | 95% |
| 1773 | 2014-11-19 06:51:14 | 62.59 | 97% |
| 956 | 2014-10-20 03:25:43 | 54.97 | 95% |
| 874 | 2014-10-18 06:40:24 | 49.84 | 94% |