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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6274 | 2022-11-30 05:38:11 | 134.80 | 99% |
| 5867 | 2022-09-10 16:30:20 | 136.24 | 98% |
| 3843 | 2021-02-23 17:30:58 | 128.82 | 98.7% |
| 2431 | 2020-10-31 17:53:57 | 126.09 | 99% |