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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7063 | 2021-02-08 06:35:46 | 97.68 | 96.2% |
| 6541 | 2020-12-21 02:52:41 | 107.11 | 97% |
| 5951 | 2020-03-15 15:25:17 | 98.11 | 97% |
| 519 | 2016-10-26 09:58:48 | 56.09 | 93% |
| 79 | 2016-08-05 22:10:15 | 40.71 | 91% |