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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9957 | 2023-06-01 23:35:24 | 92.27 | 95.2% |
| 4235 | 2022-03-06 03:45:06 | 93.07 | 98% |