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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3455 | 2020-12-23 16:49:28 | 103.36 | 99% |
| 1570 | 2016-01-22 20:06:13 | 140.97 | 99% |
| 159 | 2013-08-13 16:34:58 | 82.29 | 88% |