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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9070 | 2023-01-20 04:39:28 | 112.84 | 98% |
| 8756 | 2022-12-25 02:37:03 | 120.50 | 98% |
| 6587 | 2022-06-12 20:28:39 | 126.69 | 99% |
| 4410 | 2022-02-09 07:48:43 | 127.23 | 99% |