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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8430 | 2022-01-03 19:57:55 | 63.98 | 97% |
| 7222 | 2021-01-29 09:57:40 | 62.61 | 96.9% |
| 3738 | 2019-12-07 16:07:52 | 60.78 | 96% |
| 1049 | 2019-05-03 02:27:53 | 44.19 | 95% |