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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3461 | 2019-07-16 10:29:09 | 75.03 | 98% |
| 1442 | 2014-08-23 13:52:57 | 65.46 | 97% |
| 787 | 2013-10-30 15:46:39 | 67.50 | 95% |
| 692 | 2013-10-27 12:28:32 | 73.07 | 96% |
| 504 | 2013-09-19 04:34:15 | 53.53 | 87% |