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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1376 | 2019-04-23 13:26:05 | 51.78 | 96% |
| 338 | 2018-07-30 02:38:44 | 44.87 | 98% |
| 179 | 2018-07-25 12:33:03 | 30.49 | 93% |