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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7831 | 2021-11-19 04:38:56 | 91.00 | 98% |
| 4595 | 2021-03-02 17:52:01 | 76.57 | 95% |
| 3811 | 2021-02-11 14:55:10 | 72.54 | 96% |