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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 395 | 2021-12-16 17:08:51 | 45.01 | 94% |
| 198 | 2021-11-12 14:05:50 | 43.88 | 95% |
| 93 | 2021-10-11 13:20:58 | 46.24 | 96% |