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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7568 | 2020-04-19 03:00:55 | 99.39 | 97% |
| 4502 | 2020-02-26 23:38:00 | 108.13 | 98% |
| 2959 | 2020-01-20 03:41:39 | 95.92 | 98% |
| 1093 | 2019-07-23 17:19:29 | 77.74 | 96% |
| 193 | 2019-03-29 01:52:42 | 72.86 | 97% |