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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3053 | 2020-12-23 13:30:10 | 108.69 | 98% |
| 2190 | 2016-06-13 09:51:33 | 105.43 | 95% |
| 2147 | 2016-06-09 11:02:46 | 96.39 | 91% |
| 2053 | 2016-06-06 14:03:32 | 94.24 | 93% |
| 1761 | 2016-05-11 05:45:55 | 97.45 | 92% |
| 1648 | 2016-04-25 11:18:35 | 92.60 | 93% |
| 797 | 2016-02-28 08:06:57 | 113.05 | 97% |