Ah, the lengthening hours in the refinery, belching fire into the sky. We do our best vampire routines as we suck the dying hours dry. The night is lovely as a rose. If I saw sunlight hit you, I am sure that we'll both decompose. Ah, the fitful sleep and the fire engines that I dream of when I dream some day we'll both wake up for good. I will try hard not to scream. The evening winds will shake the blinds, you are stirring from your slumber. We've got something hateful on our minds.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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5645 | 2020-06-05 04:09:47 | 88.24 | 97% |
3230 | 2019-06-24 22:04:43 | 90.69 | 97% |
260 | 2019-05-23 18:01:47 | 75.86 | 97% |