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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15534 | 2021-12-19 03:46:06 | 83.44 | 98% |
| 11683 | 2021-04-16 15:23:20 | 70.12 | 97% |
| 2954 | 2020-09-05 16:58:21 | 55.18 | 96% |