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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5493 | 2018-07-09 20:36:50 | 78.40 | 97% |
| 5016 | 2018-06-08 15:49:01 | 78.57 | 97% |
| 4617 | 2018-04-21 08:02:27 | 80.11 | 98% |
| 719 | 2017-09-26 11:19:05 | 69.63 | 98% |