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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6633 | 2022-01-12 01:51:52 | 92.80 | 97% |
| 6352 | 2021-11-16 03:45:51 | 90.41 | 96% |
| 1854 | 2020-11-26 17:39:29 | 68.08 | 94% |