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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11071 | 2022-09-20 14:18:40 | 84.19 | 97% |
| 8040 | 2021-10-25 05:09:27 | 85.69 | 97% |
| 463 | 2020-11-03 03:17:15 | 65.46 | 96% |