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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2746 | 2021-03-12 01:09:15 | 56.16 | 96% |
| 2363 | 2021-01-14 12:11:44 | 56.53 | 97% |
| 2195 | 2020-11-10 13:32:59 | 56.81 | 98% |