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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8654 | 2020-10-21 23:35:25 | 85.14 | 97% |
| 2052 | 2018-08-02 22:23:40 | 69.98 | 95% |
| 714 | 2018-04-11 15:27:43 | 59.25 | 93% |