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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 640 | 2021-02-12 08:57:54 | 116.40 | 98.2% |
| 567 | 2019-08-08 13:06:55 | 129.59 | 99% |
| 290 | 2019-01-08 23:02:34 | 122.25 | 99% |