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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 441 | 2017-02-04 11:05:11 | 77.48 | 98% |
| 60 | 2017-01-28 09:17:12 | 74.79 | 99% |