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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3041 | 2022-12-16 05:31:43 | 56.19 | 95% |
| 1042 | 2022-10-31 06:46:24 | 39.68 | 94% |