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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 318 | 2018-04-25 13:27:25 | 66.04 | 98% |
| 197 | 2018-04-06 18:17:37 | 51.14 | 96% |
| 2 | 2018-02-13 02:11:39 | 55.77 | 94% |