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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10710 | 2020-02-04 03:31:16 | 112.81 | 100% |
| 9495 | 2019-05-29 23:05:58 | 113.23 | 99% |
| 4747 | 2018-07-12 05:41:35 | 82.23 | 97% |
| 242 | 2017-06-29 23:06:51 | 61.17 | 98% |