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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 60956 | 2020-02-23 14:52:11 | 69.30 | 97% |
| 59192 | 2019-12-01 15:47:56 | 70.72 | 98% |
| 56591 | 2019-06-06 12:27:27 | 71.54 | 97% |
| 53349 | 2019-02-28 12:03:49 | 64.80 | 97% |
| 45771 | 2018-05-21 11:58:04 | 66.03 | 97% |