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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3062 | 2023-03-15 03:44:46 | 76.99 | 97% |
| 3013 | 2023-03-13 19:38:09 | 75.50 | 95% |
| 2005 | 2020-12-28 15:39:13 | 67.76 | 96% |