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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31026 | 2018-07-26 17:23:24 | 125.47 | 98% |
| 30151 | 2018-07-19 17:48:02 | 127.50 | 97% |
| 29908 | 2018-07-18 15:18:44 | 129.36 | 97% |
| 19710 | 2018-03-02 13:55:21 | 125.04 | 98% |
| 5092 | 2017-11-21 19:51:37 | 109.57 | 99% |