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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 273 | 2022-09-20 15:59:55 | 80.87 | 96% |
| 240 | 2021-02-15 06:55:23 | 64.12 | 94.8% |