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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2894 | 2015-10-24 23:12:58 | 110.89 | 95% |
| 2394 | 2015-06-02 22:24:15 | 92.36 | 90% |
| 2196 | 2015-05-07 02:34:22 | 115.21 | 94% |
| 1447 | 2015-04-06 16:36:45 | 95.40 | 92% |
| 1209 | 2015-04-03 01:48:47 | 102.48 | 92% |