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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5650 | 2023-08-18 01:17:47 | 103.94 | 99.4% |
| 5497 | 2023-08-13 16:27:12 | 83.62 | 96.6% |