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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7970 | 2021-04-13 13:04:09 | 84.97 | 98% |
| 3248 | 2019-08-04 11:42:51 | 73.06 | 97% |
| 65 | 2017-08-01 05:42:26 | 43.04 | 97% |