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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1153 | 2023-10-30 23:28:18 | 90.91 | 97.2% |
| 164 | 2012-10-14 03:21:25 | 100.48 | 97% |
| 139 | 2012-10-13 11:03:15 | 79.94 | 91% |