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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5151 | 2023-03-01 12:12:02 | 66.30 | 96% |
| 3691 | 2022-09-30 11:06:39 | 70.38 | 98% |
| 2778 | 2022-05-28 07:23:04 | 64.46 | 97% |
| 1865 | 2021-12-01 01:07:05 | 64.15 | 97% |