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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5008 | 2022-01-24 18:16:00 | 66.01 | 96% |
| 3682 | 2021-11-09 18:50:29 | 86.34 | 97% |
| 2741 | 2021-09-22 01:27:26 | 75.87 | 98% |
| 359 | 2020-11-15 19:38:35 | 55.57 | 95% |