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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8153 | 2019-07-27 09:28:32 | 100.74 | 99% |
| 1406 | 2017-11-06 00:05:02 | 82.27 | 97% |
| 926 | 2017-10-20 01:29:56 | 85.24 | 97% |
| 830 | 2017-10-11 05:37:48 | 73.58 | 96% |