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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14803 | 2020-09-01 15:41:44 | 79.17 | 96% |
| 12334 | 2020-03-15 05:25:00 | 64.38 | 95% |
| 8408 | 2019-09-04 10:25:37 | 56.76 | 93% |
| 7910 | 2019-08-24 14:02:22 | 56.78 | 95% |
| 2907 | 2018-10-22 15:54:07 | 55.02 | 97% |