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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3623 | 2021-11-03 01:32:49 | 91.61 | 95% |
| 1852 | 2021-05-11 20:01:28 | 77.39 | 94% |
| 827 | 2021-05-04 03:17:44 | 86.75 | 97% |
| 813 | 2021-05-04 00:22:52 | 85.25 | 97% |
| 473 | 2021-04-27 03:03:22 | 85.54 | 98% |