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 |
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20756 | 2023-06-04 17:21:53 | 172.54 | 100% |
20755 | 2023-06-04 17:21:03 | 153.46 | 99% |
3671 | 2020-03-27 07:36:04 | 157.20 | 99% |
968 | 2018-08-04 17:40:30 | 140.11 | 99% |