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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3372 | 2023-02-28 02:21:38 | 112.53 | 98% |
| 2467 | 2023-02-17 14:00:58 | 86.16 | 96% |
| 1185 | 2023-02-09 16:16:59 | 111.55 | 98% |
| 579 | 2023-02-05 16:48:31 | 85.48 | 96% |