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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3292 | 2019-02-26 12:28:39 | 82.20 | 99% |
| 2596 | 2018-04-23 08:19:07 | 78.14 | 100% |
| 1030 | 2015-12-08 02:33:46 | 59.48 | 94% |
| 681 | 2014-08-07 13:30:25 | 73.89 | 94% |