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 |
---|---|---|---|
36135 | 2018-01-15 12:07:34 | 98.91 | 98% |
34416 | 2017-11-24 06:50:41 | 86.64 | 98% |
32244 | 2017-10-29 07:10:46 | 85.52 | 96% |
31001 | 2017-10-10 07:14:42 | 78.96 | 96% |