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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 373 | 2022-01-16 15:03:42 | 84.92 | 97% |
| 274 | 2013-08-23 09:31:43 | 87.36 | 95% |
| 267 | 2013-08-23 09:24:24 | 87.23 | 94% |
| 211 | 2013-08-17 12:45:35 | 87.47 | 91% |