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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2665 | 2022-12-18 03:09:37 | 94.19 | 98% |
| 1422 | 2022-09-14 17:14:11 | 67.46 | 96% |