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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2943 | 2023-03-15 03:44:44 | 81.28 | 97% |
| 936 | 2023-01-28 06:18:56 | 67.79 | 95% |
| 857 | 2023-01-24 11:23:05 | 65.79 | 95% |