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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2542 | 2021-02-26 22:21:25 | 76.00 | 97.3% |
| 2419 | 2021-01-22 20:12:35 | 82.75 | 98% |