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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15278 | 2021-04-04 07:37:44 | 77.28 | 96% |
| 13817 | 2020-11-17 07:52:16 | 86.66 | 96% |
| 9169 | 2020-02-06 04:32:49 | 82.92 | 97% |
| 1172 | 2017-08-02 02:28:49 | 57.86 | 97% |
| 668 | 2017-06-22 01:25:46 | 49.15 | 96% |