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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1725 | 2022-04-29 05:45:08 | 46.15 | 93% |
| 1182 | 2022-01-29 19:18:29 | 48.18 | 95% |
| 277 | 2021-11-16 14:41:15 | 42.72 | 95% |