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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2194 | 2023-06-05 18:25:23 | 151.10 | 99.4% |
| 1687 | 2022-02-25 04:08:03 | 135.90 | 99% |
| 1481 | 2021-12-15 03:07:32 | 152.96 | 99% |
| 644 | 2021-08-21 07:25:38 | 117.42 | 99% |