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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3182 | 2021-07-04 06:28:16 | 76.15 | 98% |
| 3118 | 2021-06-16 05:20:38 | 76.79 | 97% |
| 580 | 2019-07-16 05:02:25 | 62.02 | 98% |