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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9261 | 2022-11-07 18:03:01 | 60.79 | 97% |
| 3662 | 2021-03-15 14:12:02 | 57.29 | 97% |
| 1632 | 2018-09-24 06:46:42 | 50.21 | 98% |
| 1272 | 2017-02-07 10:40:21 | 54.59 | 95% |