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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7115 | 2023-09-26 10:58:24 | 90.85 | 97.1% |
| 5157 | 2023-01-18 13:27:40 | 78.84 | 96% |