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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2712 | 2023-09-25 13:40:23 | 85.48 | 98.1% |
| 70 | 2022-09-05 15:09:43 | 58.77 | 97% |