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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7239 | 2023-10-18 05:52:33 | 94.16 | 96.9% |
| 720 | 2022-05-01 15:04:42 | 65.34 | 96% |