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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6599 | 2019-12-02 20:45:24 | 65.98 | 98% |
| 6193 | 2019-10-10 02:15:35 | 52.72 | 97% |
| 3768 | 2018-12-18 15:57:22 | 63.00 | 95% |