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 |
---|---|---|---|
10253 | 2019-07-09 18:11:03 | 85.92 | 98% |
7243 | 2018-04-23 17:49:20 | 76.47 | 96% |
5831 | 2018-04-09 17:15:50 | 74.07 | 97% |
2795 | 2018-02-19 19:50:04 | 65.06 | 96% |
1976 | 2018-02-11 21:09:52 | 71.36 | 97% |