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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4657 | 2021-12-18 19:27:51 | 67.79 | 96% |
| 1145 | 2015-03-08 17:52:50 | 73.93 | 95% |
| 986 | 2015-02-13 18:12:28 | 72.25 | 95% |
| 638 | 2014-12-12 19:55:12 | 58.47 | 88% |
| 379 | 2013-12-30 19:16:03 | 58.33 | 93% |