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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4978 | 2023-01-15 11:19:46 | 93.92 | 98% |
| 4512 | 2022-11-22 13:51:38 | 92.81 | 98% |
| 425 | 2020-10-16 12:31:35 | 68.76 | 97% |