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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3090 | 2022-03-24 06:12:49 | 105.17 | 98% |
| 3023 | 2021-09-29 18:01:17 | 83.68 | 97% |
| 1576 | 2021-01-14 17:33:18 | 86.77 | 98% |