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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1048 | 2018-01-23 18:38:07 | 86.23 | 98% |
| 819 | 2017-08-29 01:58:46 | 88.42 | 98% |
| 414 | 2017-01-24 04:30:11 | 87.69 | 97% |
| 334 | 2017-01-15 22:21:26 | 81.80 | 95% |
| 214 | 2017-01-09 19:58:33 | 69.54 | 94% |
| 98 | 2016-09-14 21:17:23 | 62.69 | 95% |