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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2719 | 2023-02-26 02:39:38 | 90.13 | 97% |
| 1522 | 2022-03-26 16:38:15 | 73.66 | 96% |