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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2323 | 2022-11-20 14:25:58 | 76.06 | 97% |
| 1278 | 2022-04-17 14:53:08 | 67.28 | 97% |