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 |
---|---|---|---|
97841 | 2020-06-09 06:31:05 | 87.14 | 97% |
97603 | 2020-06-07 07:56:37 | 85.44 | 97% |
92806 | 2020-04-16 08:25:23 | 98.90 | 98% |
83958 | 2019-10-06 16:50:58 | 63.25 | 94% |
78287 | 2019-07-03 22:45:45 | 94.57 | 96% |
70397 | 2019-02-04 20:52:52 | 97.85 | 98% |
67294 | 2018-12-25 22:04:38 | 95.14 | 98% |
55851 | 2018-04-30 23:58:10 | 89.47 | 96% |
55457 | 2018-04-24 20:52:53 | 90.30 | 97% |
54743 | 2018-04-12 00:15:36 | 89.73 | 98% |
54289 | 2018-04-05 23:50:05 | 82.77 | 96% |
50977 | 2018-02-01 00:02:09 | 96.12 | 98% |