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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8075 | 2021-08-28 04:50:22 | 84.71 | 98% |
| 7781 | 2021-06-18 08:48:01 | 74.71 | 97% |
| 7154 | 2021-05-29 14:58:39 | 76.07 | 98% |