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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8917 | 2021-05-29 18:52:55 | 109.22 | 98% |
| 8472 | 2021-05-22 16:55:02 | 105.43 | 99% |
| 6222 | 2021-04-19 17:31:53 | 92.93 | 97% |