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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2499 | 2017-09-27 23:29:21 | 132.77 | 99% |
| 2233 | 2017-08-22 20:55:38 | 134.89 | 99% |
| 1286 | 2017-04-17 20:54:07 | 114.41 | 95% |
| 634 | 2017-03-18 19:53:26 | 109.08 | 95% |