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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1046 | 2016-12-05 21:33:55 | 44.32 | 85% |
| 836 | 2016-11-24 20:46:19 | 48.26 | 89% |
| 534 | 2016-11-07 11:30:43 | 44.30 | 88% |
| 229 | 2016-06-07 00:28:00 | 38.29 | 87% |
| 201 | 2016-05-07 15:26:43 | 40.71 | 88% |