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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24996 | 2019-08-05 10:55:31 | 133.93 | 97% |
| 16465 | 2019-01-16 04:20:19 | 123.51 | 98% |
| 13402 | 2018-11-26 07:30:52 | 145.42 | 99% |
| 8833 | 2018-09-22 01:08:54 | 145.65 | 99% |
| 7255 | 2018-08-20 05:50:23 | 110.34 | 97% |