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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4462 | 2023-07-16 15:04:32 | 99.51 | 98.1% |
| 2087 | 2021-10-13 08:17:15 | 98.97 | 98% |
| 117 | 2021-01-20 12:17:36 | 78.82 | 98% |