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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1322 | 2023-10-10 16:49:51 | 56.20 | 97.8% |
| 162 | 2023-04-24 12:23:05 | 49.02 | 97% |