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 |
---|---|---|---|
23196 | 2019-11-16 04:26:38 | 146.02 | 98% |
22971 | 2019-10-10 00:10:58 | 141.16 | 97% |
21831 | 2019-05-24 22:36:47 | 113.60 | 96% |
20998 | 2019-02-05 19:18:50 | 129.44 | 97% |
15994 | 2018-02-26 00:00:55 | 112.28 | 98% |