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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12186 | 2021-10-02 14:55:53 | 87.96 | 97% |
| 11473 | 2021-09-08 18:16:48 | 94.14 | 96% |
| 8257 | 2021-03-24 05:38:34 | 84.42 | 97% |
| 7593 | 2021-02-25 01:45:45 | 81.05 | 96% |