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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3707 | 2023-05-16 00:02:23 | 65.89 | 96% |
| 3504 | 2023-04-25 20:53:15 | 73.04 | 97% |
| 3352 | 2023-04-11 14:59:00 | 62.74 | 95% |
| 764 | 2021-04-20 14:04:47 | 62.83 | 95% |