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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6713 | 2022-10-08 12:23:09 | 77.29 | 96% |
| 6709 | 2022-10-08 09:09:26 | 85.61 | 98% |
| 5004 | 2022-05-01 15:04:34 | 76.44 | 96% |
| 2960 | 2021-11-04 09:45:44 | 73.73 | 97% |