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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13464 | 2023-03-09 22:00:54 | 128.92 | 97% |
| 4791 | 2021-02-19 00:40:08 | 152.11 | 98.4% |
| 2881 | 2020-12-28 01:08:34 | 154.52 | 99% |
| 1662 | 2020-11-13 04:30:29 | 155.72 | 99% |