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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4511 | 2019-03-23 19:56:50 | 82.50 | 97% |
| 2382 | 2018-11-20 11:50:36 | 65.66 | 94% |
| 1777 | 2018-10-23 17:31:52 | 71.94 | 98% |
| 755 | 2018-09-08 13:17:20 | 56.02 | 95% |