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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8484 | 2023-09-28 01:46:29 | 198.20 | 98.4% |
| 4295 | 2021-12-15 03:07:26 | 200.87 | 99% |
| 4148 | 2021-12-05 09:40:33 | 198.43 | 99% |