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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3570 | 2021-04-08 04:27:11 | 82.25 | 97% |
| 1534 | 2021-03-22 01:22:00 | 78.36 | 96% |
| 1174 | 2021-03-10 19:29:15 | 77.85 | 97% |
| 47 | 2019-08-17 07:31:46 | 57.67 | 95% |