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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2444 | 2017-07-15 21:44:06 | 91.29 | 98% |
| 1960 | 2013-01-10 04:38:01 | 113.47 | 94% |
| 1472 | 2011-06-19 22:22:01 | 117.62 | 96% |
| 302 | 2011-02-14 19:15:30 | 72.33 |