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 |
---|---|---|---|
1268 | 2017-03-29 23:55:47 | 102.80 | 95% |
1132 | 2017-03-04 00:08:28 | 81.50 | 91% |
1020 | 2017-02-25 21:19:56 | 98.20 | 94% |