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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12948 | 2022-11-12 00:51:12 | 143.41 | 99% |
| 11221 | 2020-12-24 20:45:09 | 125.56 | 98% |
| 9517 | 2020-09-18 17:06:51 | 127.62 | 98% |
| 9176 | 2020-09-04 02:14:19 | 120.33 | 99% |
| 8028 | 2020-08-12 18:20:07 | 118.92 | 98% |
| 1270 | 2020-05-10 02:26:26 | 93.90 | 96% |