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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2500 | 2021-04-07 02:02:08 | 88.48 | 97% |
| 1907 | 2021-03-25 02:07:14 | 89.93 | 97% |
| 678 | 2020-08-24 17:03:35 | 96.77 | 99% |