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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6975 | 2021-08-16 11:00:05 | 74.09 | 98% |
| 6608 | 2021-08-10 15:13:44 | 78.30 | 98% |
| 5528 | 2021-07-30 13:20:54 | 76.84 | 98% |
| 5269 | 2021-07-27 20:31:44 | 77.22 | 99% |
| 3311 | 2020-08-02 21:01:20 | 77.73 | 98% |
| 1530 | 2020-06-21 01:54:01 | 71.74 | 97% |