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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19922 | 2020-12-15 05:57:18 | 132.32 | 98% |
| 18304 | 2020-11-24 06:43:27 | 132.91 | 97% |
| 18118 | 2020-11-22 23:46:27 | 132.24 | 98% |
| 4696 | 2020-06-22 20:28:09 | 114.15 | 97% |
| 3128 | 2020-06-02 19:57:34 | 95.92 | 96% |
| 923 | 2020-05-08 06:18:34 | 90.08 | 96% |