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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4825 | 2019-04-21 13:59:35 | 74.65 | 97% |
| 1275 | 2017-04-28 04:45:07 | 86.62 | 96% |
| 977 | 2017-04-19 12:12:01 | 81.82 | 94% |
| 99 | 2016-08-14 13:46:59 | 65.91 | 94% |