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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 451 | 2023-11-04 14:03:03 | 72.08 | 96.1% |
| 255 | 2023-10-21 22:08:10 | 77.87 | 96.9% |