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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2934 | 2019-04-30 00:40:46 | 112.46 | 99% |
| 1712 | 2017-07-18 18:49:48 | 121.44 | 99% |
| 1206 | 2017-05-15 21:59:46 | 105.30 | 93% |
| 938 | 2017-02-08 19:40:32 | 103.73 | 91% |
| 140 | 2012-04-29 17:32:01 | 108.37 | 95% |