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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1348 | 2022-08-12 16:32:54 | 49.66 | 93% |
| 1212 | 2022-04-15 03:23:21 | 56.48 | 96% |
| 608 | 2020-04-24 14:34:40 | 42.40 | 92% |