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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12370 | 2023-02-03 02:19:55 | 95.98 | 97% |
| 7117 | 2021-12-17 03:09:15 | 110.19 | 98% |
| 458 | 2020-12-23 03:28:32 | 97.88 | 98% |