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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25428 | 2020-11-15 01:03:08 | 84.66 | 100% |
23826 | 2019-08-03 18:07:12 | 82.41 | 100% |
17461 | 2018-11-02 18:46:27 | 75.77 | 100% |
17028 | 2018-10-18 19:33:10 | 65.67 | 99% |
14969 | 2018-08-31 09:52:36 | 77.76 | 100% |