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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2230 | 2023-02-26 21:03:19 | 57.05 | 97% |
| 342 | 2021-07-05 14:22:17 | 42.64 | 96% |