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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2259 | 2021-03-25 17:48:11 | 88.92 | 97% |
| 2043 | 2021-03-11 06:00:07 | 102.31 | 97% |
| 244 | 2019-11-10 12:16:31 | 82.29 | 96% |