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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3503 | 2021-03-14 00:36:41 | 122.93 | 97% |
| 1472 | 2021-01-23 09:14:55 | 112.84 | 98% |