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 |
---|---|---|---|
7953 | 2019-03-13 14:39:49 | 102.59 | 99% |
5642 | 2018-08-28 12:32:00 | 100.64 | 99% |
2924 | 2018-04-24 06:42:10 | 94.42 | 99% |
1992 | 2018-03-03 10:45:39 | 99.76 | 99% |
675 | 2018-01-17 03:26:29 | 89.14 | 98% |