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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5214 | 2021-11-23 08:16:29 | 67.20 | 97% |
| 3533 | 2021-05-10 06:28:37 | 72.08 | 98% |
| 235 | 2020-02-12 22:26:22 | 56.41 | 95% |