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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3436 | 2022-07-15 19:41:51 | 94.34 | 98% |
| 1987 | 2020-12-29 10:40:26 | 61.89 | 96% |