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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5160 | 2023-02-26 16:36:05 | 101.49 | 96% |
| 2942 | 2021-04-03 15:44:05 | 91.26 | 95% |
| 68 | 2019-11-13 18:01:14 | 66.36 | 94% |