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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3080 | 2021-04-25 22:37:22 | 91.71 | 97% |
| 2607 | 2021-03-18 20:07:16 | 76.08 | 95% |
| 802 | 2019-05-27 19:46:48 | 88.77 | 96% |