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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 686 | 2018-12-20 09:25:42 | 62.23 | 97% |
| 360 | 2016-03-17 03:37:49 | 59.35 | 94% |
| 158 | 2015-01-28 02:50:48 | 53.73 | 94% |