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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1548 | 2022-12-29 06:37:14 | 97.65 | 98% |
| 1424 | 2022-12-20 06:26:53 | 94.76 | 98% |
| 13 | 2017-10-11 04:00:08 | 63.72 | 94% |