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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4520 | 2019-12-24 20:46:51 | 98.47 | 99% |
| 3896 | 2019-07-19 18:24:59 | 89.12 | 98% |
| 1242 | 2018-10-18 21:28:37 | 66.38 | 96% |