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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24358 | 2019-08-14 20:16:03 | 75.35 | 99% |
| 19921 | 2019-03-31 10:44:31 | 74.89 | 100% |
| 13350 | 2018-08-08 21:35:17 | 72.57 | 100% |
| 10560 | 2018-06-05 01:05:51 | 72.66 | 100% |
| 8403 | 2018-04-05 16:08:13 | 70.23 | 100% |
| 5608 | 2018-01-21 01:59:24 | 67.44 | 100% |