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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12772 | 2020-04-30 17:40:30 | 158.68 | 99% |
| 11753 | 2019-10-31 11:15:46 | 131.76 | 98% |
| 10846 | 2019-08-20 17:47:32 | 136.89 | 98% |
| 8998 | 2019-04-30 13:32:29 | 147.02 | 98% |
| 3484 | 2018-02-02 23:26:16 | 148.17 | 99% |