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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3303 | 2019-09-02 22:23:49 | 91.15 | 98% |
| 3082 | 2019-08-25 13:39:11 | 99.29 | 98% |
| 1573 | 2019-05-27 19:46:56 | 76.27 | 96% |