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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2583 | 2023-04-29 04:41:27 | 115.78 | 99% |
| 1780 | 2022-04-14 05:14:14 | 113.87 | 98% |
| 1395 | 2022-04-07 07:06:40 | 94.35 | 97% |