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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5311 | 2022-09-06 13:51:16 | 75.38 | 96% |
| 769 | 2022-07-09 06:12:00 | 62.91 | 95% |
| 334 | 2022-07-07 06:24:38 | 65.23 | 97% |