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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1533 | 2021-11-23 08:29:55 | 71.82 | 95% |
| 1342 | 2021-04-08 05:44:15 | 66.41 | 95% |
| 1052 | 2021-03-05 09:27:18 | 62.16 | 93% |