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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2320 | 2022-02-19 00:44:54 | 80.99 | 96% |
| 1255 | 2021-05-25 03:13:37 | 96.93 | 99% |