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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1471 | 2016-05-16 22:33:13 | 78.57 | 89% |
| 918 | 2016-02-29 21:11:48 | 83.55 | 91% |
| 529 | 2016-01-27 05:47:57 | 94.69 | 98% |
| 361 | 2016-01-23 10:51:15 | 82.88 | 94% |
| 221 | 2016-01-16 13:41:59 | 80.37 | 94% |