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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2774 | 2021-09-04 08:23:50 | 89.41 | 99% |
| 2544 | 2021-08-18 17:03:03 | 88.19 | 99% |
| 2110 | 2021-02-27 22:56:58 | 79.70 | 98% |