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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1881 | 2021-11-09 04:36:40 | 51.06 | 94% |
| 1360 | 2021-07-11 21:48:15 | 54.93 | 97% |
| 459 | 2020-12-22 23:27:57 | 39.94 | 96% |