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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11785 | 2023-01-08 15:30:08 | 47.53 | 95% |
| 8861 | 2020-07-26 11:55:43 | 38.96 | 95% |
| 7087 | 2019-11-06 22:48:32 | 40.48 | 94% |
| 3504 | 2018-06-27 22:41:38 | 34.54 | 94% |
| 2933 | 2018-02-20 02:01:02 | 28.43 | 92% |