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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 826 | 2017-12-05 10:02:05 | 107.37 | 98% |
| 720 | 2017-11-28 07:34:15 | 115.60 | 99% |
| 101 | 2016-09-24 00:55:49 | 98.76 | 96% |