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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4962 | 2022-03-06 13:18:48 | 56.51 | 95% |
| 3847 | 2021-07-07 15:43:21 | 52.34 | 95% |
| 3750 | 2021-06-23 13:26:21 | 58.17 | 96% |
| 3660 | 2021-06-09 09:48:25 | 53.21 | 94% |