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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5433 | 2023-10-08 10:46:27 | 138.79 | 98% |
| 5237 | 2023-03-18 15:24:38 | 124.60 | 97% |
| 236 | 2019-02-08 05:25:08 | 110.66 | 98% |