I'm waking up to ash and dust. I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust. I'm breathing in the chemicals. I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus. This is it, the apocalypse.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 434 | 2016-09-18 11:49:27 | 104.96 | 99% |