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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1352 | 2018-12-14 06:27:31 | 123.44 | 99% |
| 160 | 2015-02-23 04:24:59 | 106.40 | 95% |
| 70 | 2015-02-22 03:58:06 | 118.22 | 97% |