It led me by the hand, as if to fill the niches in the memories in my oozing brain fluid. Without even a destination, we kept walking. Disgusting clouds were floating in the sky. I already know what will happen to me the next time I wake up.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6292 | 2016-10-07 01:48:15 | 97.56 | 94% |
| 5171 | 2016-09-07 19:12:28 | 93.45 | 93% |