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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5985 | 2023-04-09 21:10:48 | 110.70 | 98% |
| 4125 | 2023-03-11 18:39:26 | 97.08 | 97% |