Sometimes, in the throes of a nightmare when unseen powers whirl one over the roofs of strange dead cities toward the grinning chasm of Nis, it is a relief and even a delight to shriek wildly and throw oneself voluntarily along with the hideous vortex of dream-doom into whatever bottomless gulf may yawn.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 76448 | 2020-08-12 23:22:09 | 118.97 | 98% |
| 76125 | 2020-08-07 17:39:18 | 127.44 | 98% |