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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19552 | 2021-06-15 21:58:02 | 96.06 | 97% |
| 15785 | 2021-01-27 17:17:09 | 90.83 | 95.8% |
| 15236 | 2021-01-05 17:26:34 | 106.52 | 98% |
| 3663 | 2020-05-27 10:57:40 | 74.50 | 96% |