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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19943 | 2020-06-11 10:14:12 | 152.55 | 99% |
| 17965 | 2020-05-19 21:40:21 | 151.74 | 99% |
| 15523 | 2020-04-21 06:30:42 | 154.35 | 99% |
| 9898 | 2020-02-03 05:34:37 | 145.99 | 99% |
| 9499 | 2020-01-28 10:00:20 | 144.04 | 99% |
| 8453 | 2020-01-24 03:47:17 | 150.41 | 99% |