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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18778 | 2021-06-07 12:06:53 | 97.68 | 98% |
| 17116 | 2021-03-22 16:59:15 | 103.29 | 97% |
| 8106 | 2020-09-25 15:37:41 | 83.40 | 96% |
| 132 | 2020-05-24 22:04:19 | 42.41 | 95% |