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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6513 | 2021-07-03 04:26:51 | 68.55 | 95% |
| 3838 | 2021-01-28 14:03:41 | 66.73 | 97.9% |