Sometimes, in the throes of a nightmare when unseen powers whirl one over the roofs of strange dead cities toward the grinning chasm of Nis, it is a relief and even a delight to shriek wildly and throw oneself voluntarily along with the hideous vortex of dream-doom into whatever bottomless gulf may yawn.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1861 | 2020-06-01 02:26:05 | 85.57 | 98% |
| 885 | 2019-02-26 11:46:25 | 81.20 | 98% |