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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3736 | 2023-01-25 09:47:23 | 93.16 | 98% |
| 3421 | 2021-12-04 12:44:19 | 85.32 | 98% |