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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1035 | 2023-05-09 23:35:59 | 111.28 | 97% |
| 388 | 2017-04-07 23:09:43 | 108.04 | 95% |
| 110 | 2015-04-17 06:19:37 | 87.79 | 95% |