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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4140 | 2023-07-03 12:00:33 | 196.55 | 99% |
| 2103 | 2021-08-23 20:08:24 | 180.55 | 98% |
| 1002 | 2021-05-10 09:20:32 | 199.10 | 100% |
| 790 | 2021-05-05 18:09:28 | 195.09 | 99% |