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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2498 | 2021-02-04 03:18:25 | 118.02 | 99.4% |
| 1337 | 2019-02-06 06:05:04 | 91.83 | 98% |