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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3202 | 2023-03-29 08:25:26 | 106.79 | 95% |
| 564 | 2016-06-27 22:07:23 | 78.55 | 92% |
| 402 | 2016-01-04 21:56:30 | 76.58 | 90% |