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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3793 | 2022-08-04 17:46:29 | 92.65 | 98% |
| 1344 | 2021-09-03 04:50:34 | 76.40 | 95% |
| 161 | 2021-08-08 15:02:32 | 58.26 | 94% |