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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3248 | 2022-05-31 14:53:11 | 127.22 | 99% |
| 618 | 2015-06-04 07:51:05 | 112.88 | 96% |
| 607 | 2015-06-04 03:40:32 | 102.47 | 96% |
| 537 | 2015-06-02 02:21:21 | 114.53 | 99% |