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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4262 | 2019-10-06 11:49:14 | 106.84 | 98% |
| 1928 | 2016-04-20 13:38:21 | 91.77 | 92% |
| 1691 | 2016-04-14 13:26:59 | 98.82 | 95% |
| 647 | 2014-11-23 09:10:04 | 92.35 | 94% |
| 123 | 2014-11-14 14:18:25 | 88.99 | 95% |