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 |
---|---|---|---|
20305 | 2020-02-25 02:42:14 | 91.41 | 98% |
18952 | 2019-04-05 11:37:18 | 89.66 | 98% |
14544 | 2018-11-04 10:42:20 | 78.98 | 96% |
10502 | 2018-01-29 14:14:56 | 76.22 | 97% |
9586 | 2017-12-02 07:33:21 | 83.20 | 97% |
8279 | 2017-10-19 16:32:07 | 91.15 | 98% |