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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 569 | 2023-09-05 14:48:46 | 70.96 | 96.9% |
| 147 | 2023-08-02 13:59:15 | 76.90 | 97.6% |