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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5903 | 2023-06-08 03:40:36 | 89.93 | 97.3% |
| 4957 | 2022-08-07 15:39:35 | 80.84 | 97% |
| 3205 | 2022-03-23 11:06:13 | 85.65 | 96% |