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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1834 | 2023-09-25 19:00:13 | 85.75 | 96.1% |
| 1381 | 2023-09-01 05:57:45 | 91.66 | 96.1% |
| 1343 | 2023-08-31 16:40:03 | 93.88 | 96.1% |
| 810 | 2023-08-10 23:39:26 | 97.77 | 97.1% |