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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4793 | 2019-03-14 18:25:26 | 114.88 | 98% |
| 3512 | 2018-11-03 18:26:50 | 109.37 | 99% |
| 666 | 2017-01-21 15:21:18 | 85.40 | 95% |
| 229 | 2017-01-04 00:36:08 | 77.07 | 96% |
| 120 | 2016-12-31 00:49:34 | 66.55 | 94% |