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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 45386 | 2020-11-12 17:41:17 | 151.83 | 99% |
| 38679 | 2019-02-04 19:26:13 | 142.25 | 99% |
| 26656 | 2017-10-25 16:28:27 | 143.88 | 99% |
| 26423 | 2017-10-22 19:57:20 | 140.35 | 99% |
| 26204 | 2017-10-19 20:13:47 | 146.51 | 98% |