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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2029 | 2023-01-20 20:49:57 | 76.29 | 97% |
| 1449 | 2016-06-05 09:29:25 | 62.79 | 91% |
| 660 | 2015-09-14 10:35:04 | 64.72 | 92% |
| 277 | 2015-06-10 08:52:36 | 61.86 | 93% |