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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2445 | 2023-05-30 09:41:59 | 108.03 | 97% |
| 1420 | 2023-02-06 20:41:09 | 103.92 | 98% |