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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2568 | 2022-12-05 18:34:54 | 63.82 | 97% |
| 1663 | 2022-05-29 09:59:26 | 58.96 | 98% |
| 1151 | 2022-03-30 20:06:08 | 53.56 | 99% |