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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4530 | 2022-04-13 17:04:17 | 59.76 | 96% |
| 3412 | 2022-04-02 06:50:57 | 52.68 | 97% |
| 846 | 2022-02-16 14:31:02 | 46.42 | 97% |