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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1764 | 2023-08-04 04:21:28 | 102.27 | 99.1% |
| 1156 | 2022-03-07 07:22:04 | 92.08 | 98% |