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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7457 | 2023-01-22 15:02:19 | 87.12 | 99% |
| 6631 | 2022-03-22 11:17:36 | 87.21 | 99% |
| 1654 | 2021-02-12 12:49:45 | 80.28 | 98% |
| 1298 | 2021-02-03 21:36:58 | 79.27 | 97.3% |