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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3453 | 2020-06-06 17:12:22 | 160.06 | 99% |
| 1802 | 2017-03-30 23:15:15 | 124.45 | 88% |