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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5821 | 2021-11-22 04:22:39 | 75.02 | 98% |
| 5088 | 2018-12-11 19:19:16 | 60.44 | 94% |