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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6952 | 2021-09-14 22:07:06 | 83.74 | 97% |
| 4491 | 2021-07-02 19:05:57 | 79.48 | 97% |
| 3590 | 2020-11-30 18:38:58 | 77.37 | 98% |