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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9934 | 2018-06-20 06:30:09 | 66.69 | 98% |
| 6734 | 2018-04-25 09:29:13 | 63.15 | 98% |
| 3986 | 2018-03-25 10:52:15 | 56.26 | 97% |