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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9133 | 2022-09-27 04:38:07 | 127.71 | 98% |
| 8863 | 2022-09-19 14:39:55 | 130.55 | 97% |
| 7256 | 2022-06-14 13:43:21 | 133.72 | 99% |
| 4333 | 2022-01-07 07:14:53 | 117.73 | 98% |