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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2093 | 2016-02-19 22:29:33 | 66.74 | 97% |
| 1979 | 2016-02-16 15:55:30 | 64.62 | 96% |
| 1807 | 2016-02-12 17:19:03 | 57.57 | 95% |
| 1716 | 2016-02-10 23:37:37 | 52.44 | 93% |
| 1547 | 2016-02-08 15:50:58 | 57.54 | 96% |
| 1386 | 2016-02-07 21:06:09 | 62.18 | 97% |
| 582 | 2016-01-19 15:14:03 | 50.47 | 97% |
| 545 | 2016-01-18 21:05:48 | 46.26 | 94% |