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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10140 | 2020-12-17 16:39:32 | 57.88 | 98% |
| 8169 | 2018-10-07 19:48:31 | 50.35 | 94% |
| 6479 | 2018-09-22 10:04:46 | 38.35 | 94% |
| 3148 | 2018-04-10 16:59:09 | 33.14 | 97% |