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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1452 | 2023-07-05 10:58:30 | 81.19 | 98.1% |
| 1162 | 2023-05-22 10:08:44 | 73.79 | 98.3% |
| 536 | 2021-05-06 11:13:30 | 60.52 | 96% |