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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6541 | 2023-10-30 23:28:07 | 121.38 | 97.9% |
| 4924 | 2023-09-26 06:14:09 | 109.44 | 97.9% |