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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1191 | 2022-09-25 22:32:39 | 78.30 | 97% |
| 836 | 2022-09-13 23:58:09 | 67.30 | 95% |
| 535 | 2019-04-09 14:55:13 | 70.01 | 97% |