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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6294 | 2023-07-13 12:30:03 | 104.83 | 98% |
| 3304 | 2021-10-25 13:15:56 | 101.56 | 98% |
| 1847 | 2020-09-14 08:16:13 | 94.35 | 97% |