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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7957 | 2018-10-25 19:34:04 | 97.47 | 98% |
| 5454 | 2018-03-06 17:24:38 | 79.18 | 97% |
| 1665 | 2016-04-25 20:46:59 | 80.25 | 93% |