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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8347 | 2023-05-13 09:47:12 | 84.45 | 97% |
| 5472 | 2022-01-25 14:25:54 | 80.33 | 96% |
| 964 | 2021-04-04 22:47:51 | 50.28 | 94% |