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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7466 | 2019-04-03 16:38:28 | 121.81 | 99% |
| 3919 | 2018-04-09 01:21:28 | 95.60 | 96% |
| 3113 | 2018-02-28 04:19:52 | 105.58 | 98% |