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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2265 | 2023-10-26 11:46:56 | 124.55 | 96.2% |
| 2037 | 2023-03-22 09:07:19 | 135.27 | 99% |
| 499 | 2015-01-21 12:45:32 | 93.69 | 97% |