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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1763 | 2018-07-22 07:56:33 | 70.23 | 97% |
| 974 | 2017-04-25 13:05:51 | 45.05 | 82% |
| 544 | 2016-09-29 08:47:56 | 39.29 | 86% |