Ah, the lengthening hours in the refinery, belching fire into the sky. We do our best vampire routines as we suck the dying hours dry. The night is lovely as a rose. If I saw sunlight hit you, I am sure that we'll both decompose. Ah, the fitful sleep and the fire engines that I dream of when I dream some day we'll both wake up for good. I will try hard not to scream. The evening winds will shake the blinds, you are stirring from your slumber. We've got something hateful on our minds.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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4202 | 2019-05-17 18:30:01 | 121.07 | 99% |
854 | 2018-10-25 04:34:00 | 104.78 | 98% |
536 | 2018-06-29 07:30:41 | 98.82 | 98% |