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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3335 | 2019-04-01 03:44:14 | 79.89 | 98% |
| 1530 | 2018-01-10 14:20:18 | 75.14 | 98% |
| 1402 | 2018-01-04 13:12:02 | 69.50 | 97% |