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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3291 | 2023-04-03 12:18:39 | 89.25 | 98% |
| 2995 | 2023-03-17 15:59:58 | 92.20 | 98% |
| 1574 | 2019-04-30 08:08:51 | 81.79 | 97% |