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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1816 | 2021-08-21 07:24:21 | 89.47 | 99% |
| 1761 | 2021-08-02 03:30:32 | 83.97 | 99% |
| 171 | 2020-07-05 06:01:56 | 56.17 | 97% |