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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11194 | 2020-06-03 12:05:16 | 97.91 | 95% |
| 3586 | 2019-06-10 12:00:04 | 108.84 | 98% |
| 384 | 2018-03-13 11:36:11 | 100.47 | 98% |