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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5139 | 2021-07-24 08:46:47 | 69.02 | 97% |
| 3645 | 2019-11-09 12:48:01 | 77.39 | 97% |
| 3068 | 2019-05-23 08:56:33 | 72.18 | 97% |
| 1716 | 2018-11-11 12:26:18 | 64.88 | 96% |
| 1119 | 2018-10-03 13:42:55 | 63.74 | 97% |