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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7830 | 2019-10-04 16:36:36 | 130.68 | 97% |
| 7335 | 2019-09-19 12:51:52 | 106.61 | 98% |
| 2262 | 2019-03-08 00:29:18 | 100.32 | 96% |
| 382 | 2017-06-17 20:07:01 | 80.54 | 96% |
| 47 | 2017-04-01 00:12:10 | 70.04 | 88% |