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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2264 | 2022-11-30 01:29:26 | 80.24 | 98% |
| 2108 | 2022-03-29 12:32:31 | 84.85 | 98% |