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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1578 | 2017-08-03 19:24:31 | 128.25 | 99% |
| 443 | 2016-12-01 21:07:04 | 121.64 | 98% |
| 356 | 2016-11-28 00:16:10 | 102.24 | 93% |
| 260 | 2016-11-19 22:53:39 | 101.75 | 92% |