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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6233 | 2019-11-22 04:16:46 | 90.42 | 95% |
| 3538 | 2019-03-18 05:24:40 | 94.95 | 98% |
| 3399 | 2019-03-13 04:04:53 | 91.61 | 98% |