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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6321 | 2023-07-04 09:49:48 | 92.22 | 97.8% |
| 951 | 2021-09-27 07:31:34 | 85.08 | 97% |
| 39 | 2021-02-07 10:52:38 | 40.06 | 90.9% |