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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5518 | 2021-05-10 18:54:48 | 73.87 | 96% |
| 5388 | 2021-05-01 16:05:22 | 77.97 | 97% |
| 5328 | 2021-04-27 07:39:49 | 66.01 | 96% |