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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1900 | 2021-03-25 19:41:15 | 67.15 | 94% |
| 1568 | 2021-02-28 12:16:17 | 71.51 | 95.3% |