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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3734 | 2021-11-19 16:30:46 | 55.91 | 94% |
| 3662 | 2021-11-14 08:00:49 | 64.74 | 94% |
| 3344 | 2021-10-22 11:42:17 | 63.38 | 96% |
| 2332 | 2021-08-20 11:20:22 | 47.94 | 92% |
| 1753 | 2021-07-06 06:47:10 | 48.21 | 93% |