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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1213 | 2016-08-11 23:41:52 | 53.67 | 94% |
| 500 | 2016-06-13 14:27:49 | 52.50 | 98% |
| 323 | 2016-06-08 19:55:44 | 40.85 | 90% |
| 302 | 2016-06-08 11:03:21 | 42.94 | 87% |
| 291 | 2016-06-08 09:49:43 | 41.26 | 91% |