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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8475 | 2022-06-30 16:31:04 | 86.39 | 98% |
| 4008 | 2021-04-27 06:53:06 | 70.50 | 97% |
| 4005 | 2021-04-27 06:14:47 | 67.67 | 97% |
| 1885 | 2021-02-06 06:46:43 | 67.70 | 98.9% |