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 |
---|---|---|---|
6310 | 2019-01-25 18:09:23 | 158.85 | 99% |
3803 | 2016-06-12 18:54:50 | 118.71 | 96% |
3663 | 2016-03-05 08:22:50 | 143.54 | 98% |
3398 | 2015-12-30 06:17:36 | 137.47 | 94% |
3009 | 2015-05-09 11:35:17 | 139.53 | 96% |
2860 | 2015-04-15 16:08:12 | 136.46 | 95% |
2613 | 2015-04-13 03:36:48 | 136.01 | 98% |
2111 | 2015-04-11 17:53:28 | 122.19 | 94% |
1593 | 2015-04-03 00:10:12 | 117.15 | 93% |
1313 | 2015-03-31 17:03:34 | 127.12 | 95% |