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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1210 | 2022-05-22 07:33:25 | 75.47 | 96% |
| 1055 | 2022-05-13 07:35:58 | 78.42 | 97% |