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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8158 | 2022-10-13 07:21:38 | 95.24 | 97% |
| 7562 | 2022-10-03 07:55:43 | 101.33 | 98% |