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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2586 | 2023-04-19 13:51:19 | 95.40 | 97% |
| 1946 | 2021-07-25 09:26:25 | 82.68 | 95% |
| 1503 | 2021-06-20 11:00:14 | 74.44 | 96% |