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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7766 | 2018-10-03 22:57:13 | 44.76 | 95% |
| 7064 | 2018-09-29 17:27:04 | 45.43 | 94% |
| 3947 | 2018-04-16 13:28:58 | 35.51 | 96% |