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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9179 | 2019-08-11 03:50:15 | 109.49 | 100% |
| 8446 | 2019-04-16 07:24:18 | 100.03 | 99% |
| 8025 | 2019-03-14 07:39:13 | 103.23 | 99% |
| 6473 | 2018-11-26 07:31:04 | 102.83 | 99% |
| 148 | 2018-01-17 08:02:20 | 96.32 | 98% |