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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3113 | 2021-10-30 07:17:56 | 69.45 | 96% |
| 1653 | 2021-08-12 07:10:03 | 68.13 | 97% |