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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3660 | 2022-06-15 08:18:53 | 75.84 | 98% |
| 1512 | 2022-03-07 20:48:23 | 64.02 | 96% |