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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1461 | 2016-04-29 14:41:06 | 80.51 | 95% |
| 1423 | 2016-04-29 07:44:40 | 83.32 | 96% |
| 859 | 2016-04-22 10:28:34 | 81.22 | 95% |
| 690 | 2016-04-17 05:34:09 | 78.52 | 96% |
| 475 | 2016-04-08 15:25:01 | 71.77 | 97% |