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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4961 | 2023-10-08 14:21:11 | 156.01 | 98.6% |
| 2903 | 2018-05-13 10:20:29 | 114.86 | 96% |
| 681 | 2015-12-20 11:17:53 | 103.15 | 93% |