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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1317 | 2022-02-10 17:24:55 | 72.04 | 97% |
| 1153 | 2021-08-30 12:22:08 | 76.13 | 97% |
| 815 | 2021-07-14 15:11:56 | 84.71 | 98% |