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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3023 | 2021-12-03 14:38:53 | 87.07 | 98% |
| 2260 | 2021-06-27 13:02:31 | 74.87 | 98% |
| 847 | 2021-06-05 05:42:44 | 57.96 | 98% |