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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4863 | 2023-01-27 20:04:25 | 90.53 | 97% |
| 3924 | 2022-03-07 10:45:54 | 84.15 | 96% |
| 3805 | 2022-02-23 14:36:06 | 87.12 | 96% |