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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1363 | 2023-09-09 20:59:24 | 136.37 | 98.9% |
| 157 | 2020-12-02 00:07:04 | 90.41 | 96% |