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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 939 | 2019-10-14 14:59:38 | 134.01 | 99% |
| 203 | 2013-11-23 19:41:19 | 104.29 | 93% |
| 98 | 2013-11-20 21:43:08 | 113.26 | 98% |