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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3478 | 2019-04-16 21:46:04 | 85.18 | 96% |
| 2558 | 2017-04-20 06:54:08 | 86.75 | 93% |
| 2116 | 2017-04-11 20:33:10 | 96.28 | 97% |
| 1636 | 2017-03-06 22:41:21 | 83.93 | 95% |
| 625 | 2016-08-21 02:10:03 | 68.16 | 93% |