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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9005 | 2021-10-10 09:12:15 | 117.75 | 99% |
| 5360 | 2020-09-15 08:54:29 | 96.94 | 99% |
| 2705 | 2020-05-10 11:09:28 | 96.78 | 99% |
| 2015 | 2020-03-06 11:04:10 | 93.55 | 99% |