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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2695 | 2018-02-09 14:05:50 | 155.08 | 100% |
| 2690 | 2018-02-09 13:59:47 | 131.76 | 99% |
| 1039 | 2017-07-24 13:33:27 | 110.92 | 98% |