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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2724 | 2022-10-05 17:15:02 | 87.33 | 99% |
| 2472 | 2022-10-04 16:10:56 | 82.85 | 98% |