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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31245 | 2018-03-06 16:27:30 | 140.13 | 99% |
| 29090 | 2018-01-02 13:45:24 | 132.37 | 99% |
| 28650 | 2017-12-18 13:22:58 | 136.78 | 99% |
| 28414 | 2017-12-06 16:32:50 | 118.38 | 98% |