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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11850 | 2020-04-03 13:34:34 | 120.95 | 96% |
1988 | 2017-11-25 09:58:42 | 96.35 | 97% |
934 | 2017-06-12 05:26:43 | 77.65 | 96% |