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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14238 | 2022-06-21 19:03:19 | 65.53 | 97% |
| 9062 | 2018-06-02 11:21:59 | 63.33 | 98% |
| 2115 | 2017-08-27 11:11:40 | 50.59 | 96% |
| 197 | 2016-08-24 08:55:56 | 41.48 | 91% |