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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11574 | 2019-01-30 07:37:24 | 140.79 | 99% |
| 10049 | 2018-11-06 19:10:20 | 144.41 | 99% |
| 8861 | 2018-10-07 03:09:37 | 143.07 | 99% |
| 5923 | 2018-06-19 04:57:27 | 147.26 | 100% |
| 1686 | 2018-01-25 13:32:39 | 129.72 | 99% |