Such places are few and far between, these grand islands of eternity in the soupy, ever changing world of the living. New York had its share of forever-places. The greatest of these stood near Manhattan's southern-most tip: the two gray brothers to the green statue in the bay. The towers had found their heaven. They were a part of Everlost now, held fast, and held forever by the memories of a mourning world, and by the dignity of the souls who got where they were going on that dark September day.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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305880 | 2020-08-18 22:19:22 | 106.49 | 96% |
267612 | 2020-03-31 18:32:55 | 136.23 | 97% |
172181 | 2019-09-13 15:21:02 | 120.73 | 96% |
168724 | 2019-08-29 05:34:45 | 142.95 | 98% |
167720 | 2019-08-25 19:30:44 | 115.17 | 97% |
161892 | 2019-08-15 06:17:20 | 123.99 | 96% |
147029 | 2019-07-11 13:48:22 | 113.37 | 97% |
136720 | 2019-06-20 08:07:15 | 129.87 | 97% |
136719 | 2019-06-20 08:06:25 | 121.12 | 97% |
136718 | 2019-06-20 08:05:12 | 126.48 | 97% |
136717 | 2019-06-20 08:04:20 | 131.14 | 98% |
129667 | 2019-06-05 22:14:08 | 135.21 | 98% |
128576 | 2019-06-03 15:59:22 | 126.48 | 97% |
128570 | 2019-06-03 15:55:27 | 128.49 | 98% |
126678 | 2019-05-29 03:07:00 | 141.18 | 98% |
126677 | 2019-05-29 03:05:28 | 137.17 | 98% |
126157 | 2019-05-28 02:52:42 | 145.94 | 98% |