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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13017 | 2022-01-30 06:19:49 | 132.78 | 98% |
| 11551 | 2021-12-16 12:31:50 | 151.44 | 100% |