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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8867 | 2017-07-26 19:23:38 | 75.03 | 97% |
| 8261 | 2017-07-06 17:59:08 | 83.42 | 97% |
| 4239 | 2017-04-28 21:21:25 | 72.63 | 97% |
| 3853 | 2017-04-22 15:14:51 | 60.41 | 90% |
| 62 | 2016-04-14 06:34:54 | 38.35 | 88% |