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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1417 | 2022-01-31 15:57:58 | 92.99 | 97% |
| 1297 | 2021-05-24 20:41:33 | 101.63 | 99% |
| 929 | 2020-12-21 19:26:37 | 93.25 | 99% |
| 46 | 2017-12-20 15:55:36 | 69.23 | 97% |