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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1531 | 2016-08-05 06:42:48 | 64.89 | 95% |
| 745 | 2016-02-27 14:23:45 | 59.19 | 94% |
| 208 | 2016-01-27 14:01:30 | 40.45 | 92% |
| 121 | 2016-01-23 12:40:46 | 37.97 | 95% |
| 42 | 2016-01-14 12:42:17 | 32.82 | 93% |