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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2521 | 2016-08-13 23:54:45 | 50.76 | 83% |
| 1405 | 2016-04-13 23:04:42 | 58.70 | 90% |
| 1085 | 2016-03-25 15:28:34 | 61.87 | 90% |
| 812 | 2016-03-12 01:20:43 | 60.32 | 93% |
| 457 | 2016-03-05 17:26:57 | 52.62 | 89% |
| 354 | 2016-03-02 21:10:43 | 51.03 | 86% |