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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 732 | 2018-01-25 15:03:41 | 88.44 | 97% |
| 431 | 2016-12-16 16:19:24 | 92.85 | 91% |
| 102 | 2016-11-04 15:52:11 | 92.88 | 90% |