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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3916 | 2018-11-18 23:33:00 | 74.09 | 96% |
| 3176 | 2016-06-20 22:05:40 | 77.28 | 94% |
| 2896 | 2016-03-21 16:40:38 | 82.83 | 94% |
| 2435 | 2016-01-05 22:58:07 | 76.39 | 93% |
| 2123 | 2015-12-24 00:07:36 | 78.07 | 97% |