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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4024 | 2021-11-05 18:12:35 | 89.39 | 98% |
| 3450 | 2021-08-11 19:47:13 | 83.17 | 97% |
| 3359 | 2021-07-23 14:26:31 | 102.34 | 99% |