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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1402 | 2021-07-23 14:30:14 | 85.51 | 97% |
| 1304 | 2021-06-18 07:18:51 | 89.00 | 97% |