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 |
---|---|---|---|
2270 | 2022-12-10 08:26:54 | 58.19 | 95% |
2097 | 2022-12-07 14:05:14 | 62.20 | 97% |
2026 | 2022-12-06 06:44:53 | 59.84 | 96% |