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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7962 | 2022-10-28 20:08:45 | 198.86 | 99% |
| 4861 | 2022-01-27 23:20:52 | 169.95 | 99% |
| 1193 | 2021-04-01 19:53:49 | 135.41 | 97% |
| 186 | 2020-12-04 17:49:32 | 120.58 | 96% |