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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3705 | 2022-10-10 06:11:20 | 93.57 | 97% |
| 1789 | 2022-09-09 03:03:46 | 86.07 | 96% |
| 231 | 2016-01-27 01:34:13 | 65.99 | 96% |