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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2439 | 2023-10-26 18:15:50 | 73.30 | 95.8% |
| 2 | 2018-08-12 17:16:22 | 67.44 | 97% |