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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7883 | 2020-02-04 07:43:07 | 122.07 | 100% |
| 2896 | 2016-12-31 19:54:16 | 83.49 | 93% |
| 2659 | 2016-12-08 20:34:00 | 99.13 | 96% |
| 601 | 2016-05-19 18:35:06 | 80.34 | 92% |
| 451 | 2016-05-16 19:51:53 | 86.74 | 95% |
| 378 | 2016-05-15 17:37:40 | 84.97 | 95% |
| 354 | 2016-05-14 01:30:12 | 80.26 | 91% |
| 134 | 2016-02-12 01:09:58 | 79.15 | 92% |