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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4384 | 2018-10-01 03:12:11 | 56.96 | 98% |
| 1650 | 2016-09-03 12:41:41 | 63.11 | 91% |
| 1252 | 2016-07-28 07:19:40 | 67.05 | 92% |
| 1160 | 2016-07-22 05:23:28 | 55.14 | 88% |
| 898 | 2016-06-27 05:45:35 | 56.54 | 91% |