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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7682 | 2023-06-04 12:58:39 | 107.39 | 97% |
| 6042 | 2022-07-31 10:43:06 | 96.39 | 96% |