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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2294 | 2022-01-07 22:06:06 | 76.73 | 95% |
| 1786 | 2021-11-09 18:50:42 | 67.55 | 94% |
| 906 | 2021-09-30 11:07:10 | 63.40 | 95% |