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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 469 | 2021-02-27 15:41:20 | 47.67 | 95% |
| 283 | 2021-02-04 13:13:55 | 47.19 | 96.8% |