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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4199 | 2022-03-31 09:06:39 | 58.52 | 97% |
| 1924 | 2021-06-02 15:10:26 | 45.83 | 96% |