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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5797 | 2022-03-14 13:52:03 | 47.53 | 97% |
| 4617 | 2021-07-31 05:21:30 | 45.50 | 97% |