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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6179 | 2022-01-09 18:58:35 | 102.28 | 98% |
| 6172 | 2022-01-09 14:48:52 | 77.94 | 95% |
| 5190 | 2021-06-26 13:01:04 | 93.38 | 97% |
| 3453 | 2020-05-27 05:02:43 | 92.27 | 96% |