They stumbled after him wondering what had happened. Doom, doom, went the drum-beats again: they now sounded muffled and far away, but they were following. There was no other sound of pursuit, neither tramp of foot, nor any voice.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | 2020-11-26 17:05:53 | 74.38 | 99% |