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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5517 | 2022-05-30 06:42:46 | 61.42 | 96% |
| 5241 | 2022-05-21 06:43:30 | 93.01 | 98% |
| 3819 | 2022-02-15 11:10:07 | 83.27 | 96% |
| 3482 | 2022-02-13 12:00:33 | 83.52 | 97% |