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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3914 | 2023-10-18 20:06:29 | 87.47 | 96.8% |
| 2795 | 2022-06-30 07:08:02 | 80.09 | 96% |
| 2161 | 2021-09-02 03:49:04 | 68.13 | 95% |