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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5236 | 2019-09-15 09:10:26 | 89.99 | 97% |
| 2361 | 2019-02-13 19:33:11 | 75.14 | 97% |
| 2221 | 2019-02-11 06:14:13 | 65.35 | 96% |