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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1965 | 2017-10-04 14:31:28 | 89.30 | 96% |
| 1902 | 2017-10-01 16:28:50 | 92.87 | 97% |
| 822 | 2016-06-13 01:53:31 | 75.57 | 93% |
| 613 | 2016-04-17 16:57:37 | 73.11 | 93% |
| 202 | 2015-09-18 13:31:17 | 64.32 | 90% |