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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4144 | 2022-12-15 16:41:27 | 72.86 | 98% |
| 3303 | 2022-10-13 08:01:34 | 74.53 | 99% |
| 1224 | 2022-06-04 08:46:57 | 66.29 | 98% |