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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5268 | 2021-05-23 08:38:57 | 77.29 | 98% |
| 2310 | 2020-12-23 05:50:20 | 69.52 | 97% |
| 723 | 2020-09-25 09:07:06 | 57.66 | 97% |