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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6152 | 2019-06-04 15:38:07 | 87.95 | 97% |
| 6017 | 2019-05-13 16:36:12 | 82.48 | 98% |
| 1803 | 2017-06-22 11:57:42 | 61.53 | 94% |
| 288 | 2017-04-26 09:33:59 | 41.87 | 88% |