Ah, the lengthening hours in the refinery, belching fire into the sky. We do our best vampire routines as we suck the dying hours dry. The night is lovely as a rose. If I saw sunlight hit you, I am sure that we'll both decompose. Ah, the fitful sleep and the fire engines that I dream of when I dream some day we'll both wake up for good. I will try hard not to scream. The evening winds will shake the blinds, you are stirring from your slumber. We've got something hateful on our minds.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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2276 | 2018-02-22 12:41:08 | 112.69 | 98% |
2143 | 2018-02-22 07:37:29 | 107.57 | 97% |
416 | 2017-11-17 15:25:23 | 109.85 | 98% |