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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4458 | 2018-03-26 20:09:07 | 174.41 | 99% |
| 4361 | 2018-03-10 22:01:48 | 156.39 | 99% |