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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1353 | 2019-05-22 11:46:45 | 79.07 | 96% |
| 1112 | 2019-01-13 07:51:28 | 68.52 | 94% |
| 130 | 2018-08-01 14:21:47 | 58.86 | 96% |