Sometimes, in the throes of a nightmare when unseen powers whirl one over the roofs of strange dead cities toward the grinning chasm of Nis, it is a relief and even a delight to shriek wildly and throw oneself voluntarily along with the hideous vortex of dream-doom into whatever bottomless gulf may yawn.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1103 | 2020-09-30 20:03:11 | 96.70 | 99% |