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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4714 | 2019-11-21 21:00:22 | 141.79 | 97% |
| 4491 | 2019-08-14 18:30:01 | 137.25 | 97% |
| 2665 | 2018-02-27 12:52:44 | 149.97 | 97% |