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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8867 | 2022-04-14 08:42:51 | 109.51 | 97% |
| 7148 | 2022-01-03 07:00:23 | 99.14 | 96% |