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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10412 | 2019-05-17 02:56:06 | 100.24 | 98% |
| 10334 | 2019-05-10 19:05:55 | 91.95 | 94% |
| 6763 | 2018-11-16 18:55:29 | 89.44 | 96% |
| 4658 | 2018-05-11 17:47:30 | 85.02 | 96% |
| 2890 | 2018-02-06 21:06:30 | 88.87 | 96% |