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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14040 | 2022-10-12 08:37:41 | 180.09 | 100% |
| 11205 | 2021-05-23 14:46:43 | 156.15 | 98% |
| 10363 | 2021-05-21 10:49:25 | 137.67 | 97% |