I was even convinced that during those moments her face changed, that her lips curled with scorn and she was perhaps laughing with some other man, and that the whole story of the passageways was my own ridiculous invention, and that after all there was only one tunnel, dark and solitary: mine, the tunnel in which I had spent my childhood, my youth, my entire life.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5145 | 2018-01-14 08:46:52 | 110.59 | 99% |