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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5049 | 2018-09-23 23:31:21 | 149.33 | 99% |
| 1256 | 2018-05-13 21:50:49 | 132.95 | 98% |
| 1157 | 2018-05-13 17:27:45 | 146.33 | 99% |