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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 195 | 2021-02-15 18:40:18 | 82.62 | 98.1% |
| 157 | 2021-01-27 09:46:30 | 87.08 | 99% |
| 96 | 2021-01-10 00:23:33 | 77.86 | 99% |