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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7837 | 2018-11-05 19:09:48 | 90.14 | 99% |
| 5161 | 2018-03-15 18:37:47 | 82.13 | 97% |
| 5116 | 2018-03-14 18:41:15 | 80.71 | 98% |
| 2735 | 2018-01-26 15:50:02 | 76.40 | 98% |