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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2509 | 2021-02-20 22:09:18 | 58.99 | 96.8% |
| 1705 | 2021-02-10 01:46:45 | 51.15 | 96% |
| 807 | 2021-01-19 15:15:56 | 39.74 | 96% |
| 427 | 2020-12-27 18:21:49 | 52.91 | 98% |