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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17116 | 2021-10-04 13:33:31 | 95.16 | 97% |
| 16686 | 2021-04-01 21:28:36 | 92.28 | 97% |
| 14793 | 2020-12-25 06:41:32 | 82.80 | 94% |
| 10189 | 2020-03-25 09:53:41 | 96.24 | 98% |