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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1622 | 2021-08-26 21:17:59 | 49.47 | 94% |
| 1032 | 2021-08-13 12:51:16 | 65.26 | 99% |