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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3538 | 2021-10-16 13:18:40 | 70.58 | 96% |
| 2799 | 2021-06-24 07:28:55 | 61.06 | 94% |
| 2797 | 2021-06-24 07:26:59 | 66.66 | 96% |
| 1277 | 2021-03-17 14:50:34 | 68.06 | 97% |