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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1070 | 2021-08-27 01:23:43 | 84.49 | 99% |
| 1040 | 2021-08-11 04:22:04 | 88.05 | 99% |
| 268 | 2020-12-03 20:04:13 | 73.61 | 97% |