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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1356 | 2015-05-18 15:43:06 | 92.74 | 98% |
| 1233 | 2015-05-05 18:58:34 | 89.19 | 97% |
| 1159 | 2015-04-29 19:20:53 | 86.98 | 96% |
| 779 | 2015-04-10 14:25:32 | 81.12 | 94% |
| 746 | 2015-04-09 13:46:03 | 79.69 | 96% |
| 344 | 2015-03-17 20:17:40 | 82.08 | 97% |