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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1807 | 2020-01-13 03:45:50 | 72.50 | 98% |
1617 | 2019-12-12 23:46:52 | 72.48 | 98% |
669 | 2019-07-25 02:26:54 | 62.80 | 97% |