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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2776 | 2021-11-19 15:21:20 | 92.90 | 98% |
| 1587 | 2015-10-21 22:22:58 | 92.78 | 95% |
| 223 | 2014-09-12 01:16:28 | 60.56 | 92% |