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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8440 | 2018-10-22 02:53:49 | 67.45 | 98% |
| 5820 | 2018-06-03 04:19:20 | 55.85 | 96% |
| 4312 | 2018-05-13 18:22:52 | 45.29 | 95% |
| 3582 | 2018-05-05 20:04:27 | 46.19 | 96% |