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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8128 | 2022-09-07 07:51:14 | 101.35 | 98% |
| 3570 | 2022-02-24 02:41:57 | 91.09 | 99% |
| 2354 | 2022-02-10 00:22:45 | 92.37 | 98% |
| 2216 | 2022-02-08 23:42:24 | 85.06 | 97% |