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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6252 | 2023-07-17 06:46:22 | 92.95 | 97% |
| 4441 | 2021-07-16 11:31:46 | 86.15 | 97% |
| 773 | 2018-10-21 23:18:11 | 67.17 | 97% |