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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4645 | 2022-06-25 02:22:31 | 129.80 | 98% |
| 3056 | 2021-03-26 12:40:37 | 108.73 | 97% |
| 1897 | 2019-08-22 16:45:04 | 90.86 | 96% |
| 1760 | 2019-05-10 17:46:26 | 102.49 | 96% |