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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2455 | 2023-07-09 21:30:24 | 79.35 | 96% |
| 2350 | 2023-07-02 20:29:31 | 90.65 | 98% |