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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10044 | 2021-09-08 23:49:19 | 101.68 | 96% |
| 4162 | 2021-05-01 04:56:51 | 100.00 | 97% |
| 1395 | 2021-03-21 01:38:43 | 81.19 | 96% |