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 |
---|---|---|---|
31207 | 2019-10-17 15:04:30 | 106.50 | 98% |
29245 | 2019-03-14 00:48:33 | 98.20 | 98% |
27166 | 2018-08-02 02:08:07 | 90.72 | 97% |
20255 | 2017-12-13 04:08:20 | 82.38 | 96% |
18103 | 2017-11-25 19:38:41 | 100.02 | 99% |
14359 | 2017-11-05 03:01:44 | 87.56 | 97% |