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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4605 | 2023-03-08 09:13:39 | 108.86 | 98% |
| 4567 | 2023-03-07 05:18:05 | 104.46 | 98% |
| 4327 | 2023-01-13 08:00:22 | 110.11 | 98% |