There is one end of the room where it is almost intact, and there, when the crosslights fade and the low sun shines directly upon it, I can almost fancy radiation after all - the interminable grotesques seem to form around a common centre and rush off in headlong plunges of equal distraction. It makes me tired to follow it. I will take a nap I guess.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16832 | 2020-12-16 20:45:01 | 98.59 | 95% |
| 14397 | 2020-11-17 22:41:28 | 111.25 | 97% |
| 11342 | 2020-09-21 18:45:20 | 104.35 | 96% |
| 8280 | 2020-07-29 01:42:59 | 97.38 | 97% |
| 7634 | 2020-07-21 16:16:41 | 106.49 | 97% |
| 2387 | 2020-03-09 00:26:20 | 90.09 | 95% |