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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 353 | 2019-01-28 00:54:00 | 99.95 | 98% |
| 293 | 2019-01-15 17:14:45 | 82.80 | 95% |
| 162 | 2018-12-17 05:29:14 | 80.47 | 95% |