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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5147 | 2018-09-16 04:36:17 | 171.74 | 99% |
| 4397 | 2017-08-18 13:28:10 | 161.58 | 100% |
| 3594 | 2017-07-21 01:16:18 | 184.85 | 100% |
| 1796 | 2017-05-30 04:40:29 | 158.72 | 93% |
| 530 | 2017-05-25 02:38:26 | 157.68 | 97% |