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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1940 | 2019-06-28 09:31:33 | 82.64 | 96% |
| 220 | 2015-09-30 08:31:26 | 72.03 | 95% |
| 156 | 2015-07-31 11:05:13 | 69.37 | 94% |