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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5824 | 2021-03-25 00:40:00 | 125.54 | 99% |
| 712 | 2018-02-19 06:25:10 | 109.79 | 97% |