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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11071 | 2022-03-30 10:59:49 | 91.59 | 98% |
| 10445 | 2022-03-13 11:20:35 | 92.23 | 98% |