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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7755 | 2021-07-03 05:40:31 | 90.61 | 96% |
| 7226 | 2021-01-31 04:09:07 | 90.57 | 96.4% |
| 6284 | 2020-11-14 07:29:38 | 100.26 | 98% |
| 4111 | 2020-07-19 11:06:50 | 88.33 | 97% |