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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1271 | 2018-08-04 03:08:35 | 69.82 | 96% |
| 483 | 2017-05-22 01:47:40 | 62.44 | 91% |
| 377 | 2017-05-14 23:41:30 | 57.02 | 87% |
| 148 | 2017-04-25 08:29:19 | 50.42 | 91% |