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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9192 | 2019-12-28 17:00:21 | 97.33 | 97% |
| 5907 | 2018-06-09 00:25:49 | 113.31 | 98% |
| 3897 | 2017-11-01 16:33:35 | 94.02 | 97% |
| 3797 | 2017-10-28 15:09:56 | 99.08 | 98% |