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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2386 | 2021-03-17 19:20:47 | 79.59 | 97% |
| 1699 | 2021-02-04 06:15:37 | 88.14 | 97.9% |