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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 773 | 2022-01-10 18:56:20 | 122.39 | 99% |
| 445 | 2021-11-02 15:07:57 | 108.43 | 97% |
| 163 | 2021-10-14 15:31:36 | 108.09 | 97% |