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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 283 | 2017-10-20 11:46:25 | 94.74 | 99% |
| 201 | 2017-10-09 15:56:14 | 75.08 | 96% |
| 93 | 2017-03-28 15:22:02 | 76.02 | 95% |
| 10 | 2017-03-28 13:49:20 | 83.13 | 96% |