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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8334 | 2021-02-21 06:37:12 | 75.24 | 96% |
| 6363 | 2020-07-14 10:48:30 | 66.23 | 96% |
| 5022 | 2020-04-11 13:23:00 | 63.49 | 94% |