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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4637 | 2021-07-10 16:34:38 | 86.76 | 98% |
| 2879 | 2020-01-11 15:50:16 | 63.59 | 96% |
| 479 | 2016-07-29 19:29:54 | 62.75 | 98% |