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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1235 | 2022-04-27 04:40:45 | 94.96 | 98% |
| 1174 | 2021-05-15 23:30:07 | 84.67 | 97% |
| 79 | 2020-12-31 23:56:27 | 50.88 | 93% |