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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1747 | 2016-06-03 17:09:22 | 83.73 | 95% |
| 1595 | 2016-05-07 18:34:19 | 86.15 | 95% |
| 1114 | 2016-01-24 20:39:46 | 92.73 | 98% |
| 978 | 2016-01-18 03:30:44 | 81.22 | 95% |
| 968 | 2016-01-18 00:36:45 | 85.37 | 95% |
| 340 | 2015-12-03 01:28:25 | 74.20 | 96% |