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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11951 | 2023-09-17 04:19:16 | 97.89 | 98% |
| 10818 | 2023-07-11 13:10:37 | 91.80 | 97% |
| 10090 | 2023-05-23 02:42:54 | 97.19 | 99% |
| 2989 | 2021-09-07 15:02:35 | 75.28 | 98% |