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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2408 | 2018-01-11 02:18:03 | 109.82 | 98% |
| 1470 | 2017-06-11 00:00:03 | 106.38 | 98% |
| 1002 | 2017-04-07 07:35:22 | 114.67 | 99% |
| 726 | 2017-02-02 04:20:26 | 93.73 | 94% |
| 547 | 2016-12-28 18:00:52 | 104.08 | 96% |