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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 320 | 2023-08-16 18:13:47 | 71.98 | 98.1% |
| 239 | 2023-08-15 16:26:06 | 71.22 | 98.4% |