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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31530 | 2024-04-09 01:55:20 | 239.06 | 99.7% |
| 17994 | 2021-11-21 07:09:11 | 193.08 | 97% |
| 3189 | 2020-08-23 22:03:28 | 164.13 | 99% |
| 2649 | 2020-08-16 18:42:25 | 167.46 | 98% |
| 2417 | 2020-08-12 04:25:00 | 163.94 | 99% |