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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5746 | 2018-06-03 14:43:48 | 122.19 | 98% |
| 4198 | 2018-05-20 22:46:49 | 127.27 | 98% |
| 3805 | 2018-05-14 22:19:12 | 130.89 | 98% |
| 727 | 2018-03-13 15:39:03 | 123.91 | 98% |
| 152 | 2018-03-11 00:53:17 | 100.33 | 96% |