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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14099 | 2021-12-28 03:59:27 | 81.20 | 98% |
| 4577 | 2019-12-06 07:39:22 | 73.65 | 97% |
| 3633 | 2019-10-12 12:50:13 | 75.70 | 97% |